<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797</id><updated>2011-10-18T02:01:06.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Fairytale</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-4177749392542891623</id><published>2008-10-09T16:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:45:28.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what? I can't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, i did say i hate shuyi. But did you ever realised that no matter how much i hated her or did mean things, she never did anything back to me? I only ignored you and what? You post in your blog that i am a liar, i don't appreciate you, gives critic comments, seldom nice and all the other shits. Well, i'm so going to prove you wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1. Liar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't lie to you about hating shu yi. I was the PAST. Now is the present. I like Shu yi now becos i didn't see what she really is on the inside. I disliked her because i though she was noisy. But it's her hyper activeness that makes her and the ppl around her happy. And i'm sorry for even suggesting to make a blog against her with you. We both learnt a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;I told you the other week i hate shu yi becos i thought she pang sei me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's another reason to why the 'Liars' didn't go out with us the other day. And it had nth to do with shuyi or amanda or shirley disliking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2. Not appreciated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says you that i never appreciated you for doing nice things for me. I remember every single one okay! To make you feel better, i'd even type it out for you.&lt;br /&gt;-When i had chicken pox, you visited me, made me onigiris, helped me collect my homework&lt;br /&gt;-Then the other day, you made food again, (I HAD NO IDEA IT WAS FOR ME.) but i didn't eat all of it and we both got mad at each other. You just said that you were going to bring it school but you didn't say that it was for me. so how was i suppose to know.&lt;br /&gt;-You stood up for me when chin yi avoided me becos she thought that i was still contagious.&lt;br /&gt;-You scolded shuyi when she said i had ji-pox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3. Give critic comments, seldom are nice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See who's not appreciating who. You only remembered my flaws. I'm the one that YOU"RE not appreciating. Don't even remember the things i did for you. Most probably you wld have just said "got meh? where got?" I commented on your art last year. the one about the fashion thingy. i said that you blended it very well. i even took a pic of it to keep it as remembrance. Maybe i shouldn't appreciate you or your art since you ONLY REMEMBER FLAWS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4. Using you for my own gains.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, when? if you're talking about me bluffing miss ho that you didn't pass me the qns to do for tys, then you're not even forgiving. I apologised to you on that day itself right? i told you that i'm sorry for getting you into trouble right? In fact you didn't even get into any trouble. Miss ho found it out anyway. So now what? Digging up the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not any better yourself. Say you don like amanda/shuyi/shirley. But when you need smth, you act so nice and friendly just so that they can accompany you to pierce your ear or print pictures. Ha, look who made that statement. You are using them for your own gains as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#5. Influenced ur grp of friends and at that point of time made you feel so lonely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me? Since when did i have that influential ability? Which grp of frens are you talking about anyway? Xinying&amp;amp;co or shirley&amp;amp;co?&lt;br /&gt;IN THE FIRST PLACE, IF YOUR FRENSHIP WITH THEM IS STRONG, NTH COULD HAVE COME BETWEEN YOU ALL.&lt;br /&gt;Lonely? come on, every time when you're mad at me, you go and find kristine or shirley. Then what about me? I got so sticky to you that whenever you didn't want to talk to me, i had NOBODY. i'm not like you, can go with anybody, even with the ppl you dislike. Well, it's different now. see how much changes can happen overnight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#6.Character&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you're the one giving in? Lemme ask you, how did you ever gave in to me? By sulking and rolling your eyes? wow, i'm impressed. When we have grp projects i suggest a way, you suggest yours, in the end i insisted on my idea. So, yea, you gave in, and brought along your attitude with you. You'll just sit there and sulk, or do your own things, throw tantrum and then say "ya la ya la, whatever you say lorh. think that you idea is the best." Isn't it the same as the erhu tee? (even though it has nth to do with me, i'm just reminding you that that's your attitude.) And it's the same as last year when we had this Apple thing where we were suppose to animate using pictures or smth. In the end you got frustrated and ran off to another grp, leaving us to do it ourselves. "you don even need me.." And it was called group work. Xinying's grp even credited you "extra:agnes".&lt;br /&gt;If you think that i have a problem with my attitude, i'm telling you, i'm that damn straightforward. Too bad that you don like it when the rest are taking it pretty well. But i can't say likewise for you. Don't be too arrogant, thinking that you are well liked. But if you have any other things to say about me flaws, you're welcomed to. Cos, as i've said, if that's what you want, it's what you'll get. Remenber,i only ignored you, nth else. But you started this first. Even though you were too chicken to type my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not war yet, it's confrontation. If you want it your way, i can say even more. Examples? &lt;em&gt;Like what ppl are saying BEHIND your back without any influences.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-4177749392542891623?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4177749392542891623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=4177749392542891623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4177749392542891623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4177749392542891623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-know-what-i-cant-take-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-1226642048513199537</id><published>2008-10-09T15:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:45:31.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are O.V.E.R!</title><content type='html'>Yay! Finally over. Me and amanda went to shuyi's hse. She's down with flu! We talked, we ate, we laughed. Not bad xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read Agnes' blog, Friday October 3rd. wowee. Is this like a fight or smth? I'll think about it, if i should 'retaliate'. I was advised by shu yi NOT to. &gt;.&gt; Tsk tsk, looks like i'm the 'bad' guy here. Haha, that's too damn contradicting! Lols, we'll see about it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: If i'm realy that MEAN, then why do i get along better with others? Is it cos i'm full of LIES? Think about it. If it's a blogging war you want, you're so damn going to get it. &lt;strong&gt;1 week&lt;/strong&gt; to delete your post and i'll delete mine.&lt;br /&gt;"And that's not a threat, it's a promise."-Desmond Ng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-1226642048513199537?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1226642048513199537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=1226642048513199537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1226642048513199537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1226642048513199537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/10/exams-are-over.html' title='Exams are O.V.E.R!'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-1153702190242317587</id><published>2008-09-20T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T21:51:02.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got a haricut xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! today i got my hair cut. i wanted it to look like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;agnes&lt;/span&gt;' but it ended up a little different. I think it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;becos&lt;/span&gt; of the way the guy cut it. My hair is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;qiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;qiao&lt;/span&gt; one. Ha. Anyway, while getting my hair cut, they played a movie, Money no enough 2.  damn funny. the mother asked the kept asking the son if he had eaten again and again. I was like trying hard not to laugh just in case my hair &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kenna&lt;/span&gt; cut wrongly. but the guy was laughing also, so he stopped a while. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HAH&lt;/span&gt;. So cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;xP&lt;/span&gt; he quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;shuai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;! then every time he try to check the side of my hair same length &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;anot&lt;/span&gt; he'll like look at me straight, not from the mirror. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, crazy about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;shuai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ges&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-1153702190242317587?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1153702190242317587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=1153702190242317587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1153702190242317587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1153702190242317587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/got-haricut-xd.html' title='Got a haricut xD'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-3393494794358475116</id><published>2008-09-19T09:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T09:31:31.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more chicken pox!</title><content type='html'>No more chicken pox. I'm 100% okay! Actually i could have gone to school today but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; want to. Cos i still have some scabs and scared you all avoid me. See la, all your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; Agnes and Kristine came over and visited me :D Actually they have motive one. They came over so that i could help Kristine with her art project -__-" Mean right. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but it was fun. Her theme was about cockroaches. So we made 1 big and 3 small ones. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; get to complete totally but we finished 60% of it :) not bad.&lt;br /&gt;And oh ya, Agnes cut her hair! So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute&lt;/span&gt;!!! I also want!!! so she promised to bring me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;! We're going to have the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hairstyles&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; look better.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;WAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; :P kidding. Agnes! you looked damn cute. Muck :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short and simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-3393494794358475116?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/3393494794358475116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=3393494794358475116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/3393494794358475116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/3393494794358475116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-more-chicken-pox.html' title='No more chicken pox!'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-8950564205964181316</id><published>2008-09-18T09:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:46:23.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken pox -stay at home day 10</title><content type='html'>I had a nightmare last night, too many worries. But this one has NOTHING to do with any of my probs.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that i was like a few weeks pregnant -__-" Twins summore (I donno how i found out about this). Haha, so funny. I went to a ear piercing shop and found out about the gender of the babies, 2 girls. I think i named 1 of them Denise.&lt;br /&gt;Then i had another dream. I wasn't pregnant anymore, but my cousin was. (Not so clear, kinda forgot a little) We were playing poker in a room then suddenly my another cousin said, "wait, i have to check on the baby." She rushed out of the room. I just sat on the bed waiting. Then donno why, the pregnant cousin and i looked at each other then we also rushed out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;Donno how, we ended up on a deserted road with a van behind us. The road was in between the field and we were standing under a street lamp. Everyone was wearing clothes that belonged to the 70s? Anyway, 1 pontianak (lets call her pom) pop out then cornered my cousins and one of their husband. Cousin 1 tried to hide her 1 yr old son under her shirt and cousin 2 was so frightened that she squatted there holding her stomach and just cried. Her husband was trying to comfort the wife and shoo-ing the pom. She was about to attack them. It scared the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;Then again change scene. I was in my my room, at night again with the same situation. It's like we just changed the place but the pom was still there trying to attack my cousins. They were at the entrance of my room. I was on my bed and seriously, i didn't want to do anything cos i was afraid. But then sit there and watch them getting attacked also cannot what, i mean have to try and help right? I am amazed that even in dreams i can still reason out things. So i walk near to the pom lorh. Then she screamed, "Don't come any nearer unless you want to die with them!" Wakao -__- Scary. Anyway, i didnt listen and i tried to switch on the lights in my room. I though maybe poms are afraid of the light. I couldn't reach it. And....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up. Haha. My whole body was numbed, especially my legs. So you see? I didnt get to sleep well at all. I remembered that poms are afraid of sharp objects so i was trying to think of what sharp objects do i have in my room, and i thought of the thumb tacks. Small but i have a lot. (this part is STUPID) i tried to sleep again and then dream of that dream and i wanted to help my cousins by attacking the pom with the thumb tacks. Haha, my bravery. LOLS. but i couldn't sleep. So i didnt get my chance. Hiyo. If only i had thought about it earlier. Anyway i hope that these weird dreams are not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, it's time for QNS and ANS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Blogging &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. Why? (stupid qns)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. What do you intend to do later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Study and eat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Cos exams are near.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. Are you missing anyone (like their faces/behaviour/irritating-ness)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-No.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Donno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. What subjects are you going to miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Lazy to check.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Any smses from ppl who are concerned about your absence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-No.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Hehe, what did they say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-NIL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. Anything else you want to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-I had a scary dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. ANY LAST WORDS? (Before you publish this post.)&lt;br /&gt;-Nope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-8950564205964181316?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/8950564205964181316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=8950564205964181316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8950564205964181316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8950564205964181316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/chicken-pox-stay-at-home-day-10.html' title='Chicken pox -stay at home day 10'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-7961894997444910727</id><published>2008-09-17T09:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:56:14.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken pox -stay at home day 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What are your current fears?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of school. It's stupid but it's true especially when you've been at home for 9 damn days, missing out on everything. You won't be sure when you go back to school if your friends will still treat you the same.&lt;br /&gt;This is how i imagine school life will be after i recover:&lt;br /&gt;(Compo style! Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see my friends but i'm afraid that they wouldn't recognise me after 2 weeks. Maybe they won't even like me now, or they've never liked me. So nervously i walked towards my classroom. Besides the sound of the raindrops crashing into the ground, i could hear the usual chatters and shrills of laughter. Yep, that's my class alright. Always so high in the morning. Maybe they haven't changed, maybe it's still the same. So full of maybes, i stood at the entrance of the class, waiting for someone to say "Hi!" or give me a warm welcome back. Everyone had stopped what they were doing and there was dead silence. They were all staring at me. Why? Are they too surprise to see me? Or was is the other way round?&lt;br /&gt;I glanced at my bestfriends, they too were staring at me. Their stares were icy cold, no longer laughing like what it used to be. Why? I felt a lump in my throat. Holding back my tears, i walked towards my seat confidently. There's someone in my seat. Great! First my friends, now my seat.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling angry and sad at the same time, i looked straight into his eyes and mumbled, "Fine, take it. Take everything i have." I moved towards the back of the class where there was an empty seat at a corner. Taking my place, i looked around again. Everyone had gone back what they had been doing.&lt;br /&gt;There's Gerald, he wouldn't ignore me, he's always nice. With that feeling of 'there's hope after all!' i greeted Gerald with a small smile, "Hi Gerald!"&lt;br /&gt;He gave me an irritated look and went back to his reading. Did i do something that offended someone? Idk, but it seems like the class dislikes me a lot. Maybe it's just that i've never noticed it before, but what IS their real usual self? Moody, thinking about how to get rid of me?&lt;br /&gt;Lessons wasn't any better. i didn't even understand a single words the teachers were saying and whenever they looked at me, they had they same cold stare. It was like a world full of hatred (for Grace) and they showed to love or concern to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;SCARY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday Shu yi, Amanda and Shirley visited me :D Shirley can earlier and helped me with my chinese ws. And then we talked and played audi. Amanda and Shu yi came at 6.00 and left at 6.10&lt;br /&gt;Too many problems, so i've decided to give up on everything. Everything means guys and maybe afew frens.&lt;br /&gt;To the guys i'm talking about:(andy) If you're going to ignore me in school for the rest of your life then I'M DAMN OKAY WITH IT! I tried talking to you but you just pretended that i didn't exist! Stupid. I'm not talking to you. And i hate you like how much i hate school and like how Daffy duck hates Bugs bunny. You're most probably why i hate school. ARGH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(umm..)Not your fault, i'm like that.&lt;br /&gt;And to the frens i'm talking about: Shit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, it's time for QNS and ANS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Blogging &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. Why? (stupid qns)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. What do you intend to do later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Study and eat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Cos i want to make my parent proud of me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Angry, pissed, sad, afraid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. Are you missing anyone (like their faces/behaviour/irritating-ness)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-No. Maybe i'm not going to miss anyone anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Cos.. idk, maybe it's cos my imagination seems too real.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. What subjects are you going to miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-POA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Any smses from ppl who are concerned about your absence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Nope, not today. But in total i got smses from Agnes, Juo Yan, Shirley, Ryan, Jun Yan, Gu Xie, Siti, one unknown person.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Hehe, what did they say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-I don want answer lehhhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. Anything else you want to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Donno. i have a lot ot say but then bu fang bian shuo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. ANY LAST WORDS? (Before you publish this post.)&lt;br /&gt;-I &lt;strong&gt;don want&lt;/strong&gt; to go back to school :( Scared you all bully me then don fren me then i'll be lonely in school, and i'll be left out, and i'll b sad then i'll cry and commit suicide. Then it'll be your fault. Actually, it sounds like a damn good idea to sabo those that i hate. I can write a letter why i commit suicide then i go die. Then when you all read the letter you'll be guilty forever. Muaha. Not bad, not bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-7961894997444910727?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/7961894997444910727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=7961894997444910727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/7961894997444910727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/7961894997444910727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/chicken-pox-stay-at-home-day-9.html' title='Chicken pox -stay at home day 9'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-8078139258211518790</id><published>2008-09-16T10:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T11:02:24.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken pox -stay at home day 8</title><content type='html'>I tried asking her again. Same answer. The problem is not with "my father in Singapore so he's fetching me to school" The thing is you cannot u-turn here for just 1 minute meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most probably this will be what she'd say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"What for? just for you? No way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;YES, JUST FOR ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"Crazy, why would i want to waste patrol and time just to help you collect homework?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;COS WE'RE FRIENDS! THAT'S WHAT WE DO FOR EACH OTHER. SACRIFICE A LITTLE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"Have you done anything for me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ya, but if you're so calculative, then i think we shld forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I sound like my cousin. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the point?&lt;br /&gt;No, the point is not that grace sounds like her cousin!&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, it's time for QNS and ANS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Blogging&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. Why? (See? I'm getting rid of this qns by not answering! Yipee &gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. What do you intend to do later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Audition and homework!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Cos it's fun. Eh, i didnt know that audi got x2 den lorh. I mean like x2 den for FREE. i nvr buy the whatever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Happy, YIPEE. Chicken pox is history!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. Are you missing anyone (like their faces/behaviour/irritating-ness)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Shirley.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-She say she'll try to visit me today. So i'm very excited :D:D:D Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. What subjects are you going to miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Math and AS AGAIN!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Any smses from ppl who are concerned about your absence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-WAHAHAHA. HAVE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Hehe, what did they say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-BUT I'M NOT TELLING YOU. I'm not sharing. Wahahahahahhaa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. Anything else you want to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-I did, but i forgot. -__-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. ANY LAST WORDS? (Before you publish this post.)&lt;br /&gt;-Ya. See, so i'm not at fault right? She's not at fault either. I blame the friendship. Not strong. And maybe my stupidity too. WTH DID I SEE IN HER?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-8078139258211518790?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/8078139258211518790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=8078139258211518790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8078139258211518790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8078139258211518790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/chicken-pox-stay-at-home-day-7_16.html' title='Chicken pox -stay at home day 8'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-6091397944648123182</id><published>2008-09-15T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:12:20.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken pox -stay at home day 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/IMG_1366.jpg?t=1221447898"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/IMG_1366.jpg?t=1221447898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK, monday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday someone delivered my homework and forgot her yellow file. I wonder if it contained anything important. Anyway i asked EL if she can meet me so that she can pass it to agnes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said (sms): My father fetching me.. i not passing by your hse.. sorry.. TT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her hse is like just across the street. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;**I didn't say anything.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Anyway she's not doing me a favour, she's doing agnes a favour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, it's time for QNS and ANS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Blogging &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Cos that's what i've been doing for the past 6 days.&lt;/em&gt; I think this is a very stupid question. i shld just remove it the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. What do you intend to do later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Complete my homework&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-So that i can get it marked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Happy, not moody.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. Are you missing anyone (like their faces/behaviour/irritating-ness)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Jun yan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Cos i didnt talk to him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. What subjects are you going to miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-PE. I want to run and jump!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Any smses from ppl who are concerned about your absence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Shirley! :D:D:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Hehe, what did they say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Shirley: ..(other stuff).. Oh ya you chicken pox how??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;-me: ..(other stuff).. It's better already :) no more red blisters. Recovering :D Missed me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Shirley: misse you :d the atmosphere different without you :d&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;-me: (Not exactly what i said) &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt; SO &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;TOUCHED&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#11. Anything else you want to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-MIA for another 6 days!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. ANY LAST WORDS? (Before you publish this post.)&lt;br /&gt;-Muck :D I love my class' unity in eating. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-6091397944648123182?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6091397944648123182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=6091397944648123182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6091397944648123182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6091397944648123182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/chicken-pox-stay-at-home-day-7.html' title='Chicken pox -stay at home day 7'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-4099280044352091922</id><published>2008-09-14T09:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T09:23:51.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/Best_Buds_by_RiannaBearz.jpg?t=1221355279"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/Best_Buds_by_RiannaBearz.jpg?t=1221355279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7 more days to go! Chicken Pox 7 days old! Hey, it rhymes. Haha. So on Sunday, you're suppose to rest right? NO. Agnes is coming with my pile of homework. Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, i memorized two verses :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proverbs 1:7-9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um.. i forgot the beginning. BUT i remembered verses 8 and 9 :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen, my son, to your father's instructions and do not forsake your mother's teachings. They will be the garland that grace your head and chain that adorn your neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-4099280044352091922?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4099280044352091922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=4099280044352091922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4099280044352091922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4099280044352091922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday.html' title='Sunday!'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-8355565328869755559</id><published>2008-09-13T16:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T16:55:24.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimme a Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/Belated005.jpg?t=1221295560"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/Belated005.jpg?t=1221295560" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What? Did you expect me to blog about chicken pox? I think most of you got sick of it already. So today i'm going to tell about.. What i did today! :D it's sooo interesting, right? HA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What i did today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blogged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And edited a pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, that triangular rice thing up there, i did it yesterday! Muahahha! And i edited it today! Muahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muahaha, it's nice to be happy. Or crazy. Muahahahahahahahaha. I even bothered to capitalise the beginning of each alphabet of the word of the sentence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... ... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it correct? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... ... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NVM!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MUAHAHHAHA.&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/4776885565331609797-8355565328869755559?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/8355565328869755559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=8355565328869755559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8355565328869755559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8355565328869755559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/gimme-break.html' title='Gimme a Break!'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-1397284858179746904</id><published>2008-09-12T11:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:06:12.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken pox -stay at home day 4</title><content type='html'>PAINNN! Nvm, at least it's better than itchy. Last night was the beeeeest night. I didn't even wake up once. So shuang :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, it's time for QNS and ANS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Blogging and eating :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Becos it's lunch time and .. nvm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. What do you intend to do later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Donno, i don want to study! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Lazy la! I want to sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Sleepy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. Are you missing anyone (like their faces/behaviour/irritating-ness)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-YES! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss my uniform, my table, my chair, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the small fry (Alasdair) that blocks my view everyday, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hafeez's "WHAT?!", &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wei Jie's never-bring-anything-to-school habit, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ryan's eyebrows, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andy's jokes, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agnes' 'black' face and random high-ness, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kristine's blur look,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amanda's naked mole rat's skin, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shirley's laughs, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Siti's stapler, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shu Yi's whining (amazing),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The class' &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;UNITY&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Uniform, table &amp;amp; chair&lt;/u&gt;: Cos that's where i drool when the teachers are teaching. HAHA, kidding. Cos used to it ma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alasdair&lt;/u&gt;: Only borrows correction tape during POA lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hafeez&lt;/u&gt;: Irritating but i'm missing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wei Jie&lt;/u&gt;: Sitting beside me ma! Irritating summore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ryan&lt;/u&gt;: he shaves his eyebrows. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (eh, cannot angry hor,i only promised not to say anything about ur head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Andy's jokes&lt;/u&gt;: he can make any lesson funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Agnes&lt;/u&gt;: BestFriend, so naturally will miss her la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kristine&lt;/u&gt;: Innocent look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Amanda&lt;/u&gt;: I miss her pokey skin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shirley&lt;/u&gt;: Funny laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Siti&lt;/u&gt;: I always borrow stapler from her, so i miss the stapler more than her ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shu Yi&lt;/u&gt;: Wah, this one is crazy. @_____@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The class&lt;/u&gt;: Shit the class! :P the other time ask you all bring snacks/drinks for teacher's day thing then complain complain complain! Never help out de lorh. then on teacher's day it was the first time i saw UNITY.. IN EATING!! "&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. What subjects are you going to miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Donno. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Any smses from ppl who are concerned about your absence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Ya. Ryan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Hehe, what did they say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Ryan: Hi meimei! are you feeling better?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. Anything else you want to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-9 more days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. ANY LAST WORDS? (Before you publish this post.)&lt;br /&gt;-Unity in eating.. (*breaths in slowly*) It's okay.. It's a good start. (自己骗自己)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;-I think i'd rather wake up at 5 everyday and study study study, no break, tons of homework, lack of sleep, than have chicken pox. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-1397284858179746904?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1397284858179746904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=1397284858179746904&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1397284858179746904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1397284858179746904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/chicken-pox-stay-at-home-day-4.html' title='Chicken pox -stay at home day 4'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-1620568561402034227</id><published>2008-09-11T11:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:00:50.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ladies Night Club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, my friends and I went to a "Ladies Night Club."One of the girls wanted to impress the rest of us, so she pulled out a $10 bill. When the male dancer came over to us, my friend licked the $10 bill and stuck it to his butt cheek.Not to be outdone, another friend pulls out a $20 bill. She calls the guy back over, licks the $20 bill, and sticks it to his other butt cheek.In another attempt to impress the rest of us, my third friend pulls out a $50 bill and calls the guy over, and licks the bill. I'm worried about the way things are going, but fortunately she just stuck it to one of his butt cheeks, again.My relief was short lived. Seeing the way things are going, the guy gyrates over to me! Now every one's attention is focused on me, and the guy's egging me on to try to top the $50.What could I do? Then the marketer in me took over! I got out my ATM card, swiped it down the crack of his ass, grabbed the 80 bucks, and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pay Attention&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First-year students at a Medical School were receiving their first anatomy class with a real dead human body. They all gathered around the &lt;a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink0" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,0);" style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,0);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,0);" href="http://jokediary.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#" target="_top"&gt;surgery&lt;/a&gt; table with the body covered with a white sheet.The professor started the class by telling them, "In medicine, it is necessary to have 2 important qualities as a doctor. The first is that you are not disgusted by anything involving the human body." For an example, the professor pulled back the sheet, stuck his finger in the butt of the corpse, withdrew it and stuck it in his mouth. "Go ahead and do the same thing," he told his students.The students freaked out, hesitated for several minutes, but eventually took turns sticking a finger in the butt of the dead body and sucking on it.When everyone finished, the Professor looked at them calmly and told them, "The second most important quality is observation. I stuck in my middle finger and sucked on my index finger. Now learn to pay attention...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson went on a camping trip. After a good meal and a bottle of wine, they lay down for the night and went to sleep.Some hours later, Holmes awoke and nudged his faithful friend."Watson, look up and tell me what you see."Watson replied, "I see millions and millions of stars.""What does that tell you?"Watson pondered for a minute. "Astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo.Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three.Theologically, I can see that God is all powerful and that we are small and insignificant.Meteorologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. Why, what does it tell YOU?" Holmes was silent for a minute, then spoke."&lt;em&gt;Watson, you idiot. Some jerk has stolen our tent&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firetruck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A first-grade teacher, Ms. Brooks, was having trouble with one of her students. The teacher asked, Harry, what's your problem?" Harry answered, "I'm too smart for the 1st grade. My sister is in the 3rd grade and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in the 3rd grade too!" Ms. Brooks had had enough. She took Harry to the Principal's office. While Harry waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was.The principal told Ms Brooks he would give the boy a test. If he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the 1st grade and behave. She agreed. Harry was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test. Principal: "What is 3 x 3?"Harry: "9".Principal: "What is 6 x 6?"Harry: "36".And so it went with every question the principal thought a 3rd grader should know.The principal looks at Ms. Brooks and tells her,"I think Harry can go to the 3rd grade." Ms. Brooks says to the principal, "Let me ask him some questions." The principal and Harry both agreed. Ms. Brooks asks, "What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?" Harry, after a moment: "Legs." Ms. Brooks: "What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?" The principal wondered, why would she ask such a question! Harry replied: "Pockets." Ms. Brooks: "What does a dog do that a man steps into?"Harry: "Pants"Ms. Brooks: What's starts with a C, ends with! a T, is hairy, oval, delicious and contains thin, whitish liquid?Harry: "Coconut."The principal sat forward with his mouth hanging open. Ms. Brooks: "What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky?" The Principal's eyes opened really wide and before he could stop the answer.Harry: "Bubble gum"Ms. Brooks: "What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a dog does on three legs?" Harry: "Shake hands." The principal was trembling.Ms. Brooks: "What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that means a lot of heat and excitement?"Harry: "Firetruck"The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher, "Put Harry in the fifth-grade, I got the last even questions wrong......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So stupid and so beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man said to his wife one day, "I don't know how you can be so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time. "The wife responded, "Allow me to explain. God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me;God made me stupid so I would be attracted to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who should brew he coffee &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I think this is the funniest)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man and his wife were having an argument about who should brew the coffee each morning.The wife said, "You should do it, because you get up first, and then we don't have to wait as long to get our coffee."The husband said, " You are in charge of cooking around here and you should do it, because that is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee."Wife replies, "No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible that the man should do the coffee."Husband replies, "I can't believe that, show me."So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament and showed him at the top of several pages, that it indeed says....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HEBREWS . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jokediary.com/"&gt;Jokediary.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-1620568561402034227?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1620568561402034227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=1620568561402034227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1620568561402034227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1620568561402034227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/ladies-night-club.html' title='HAHA'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-4888810376422688911</id><published>2008-09-11T11:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T12:24:33.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken pox -stay at home day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.alispagnola.com/Free/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.alispagnola.com/Free/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday to you.Happy birthday to you.Happy birthday to the poxessss... Happy birthday to you. 4 days old. *oh yipeee.* Tadahhh.. I'm in a better mood today. Yay. Most of the blisters are ready to pop but it's still not popping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was searching randomly surfing the net and i came across an article that said "You can't eat your Chicken Pox.. " HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far i've got smses from Agnes, Siti, Juo yan, Gu xie, Ryan, Rei, Charmain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visitors: Agnes (ha.)And she made lunch/tea/break?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, it's time for QNS and ANS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Bloggin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;g &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-(zhengyu) Cos you smelly. HAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. What do you intend to do later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Read more jokes and post it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Cos i think it's funny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Itchy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. Are you missing anyone (like their faces/behaviour/irritating-ness)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-YES. (ahem)Agnes, shirley,kristine, amanda, siti.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Cos they're nice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. What subjects are you going to miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-None today, they all suck. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Any smses from ppl who are concerned about your absence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-No&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Hehe, what did they say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-NIL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. Anything else you want to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Any get well soon card? Haha, i really miss my friends :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. ANY LAST WORDS? (Before you publish this post.)&lt;br /&gt;-You smelly. (it's only funny when they say it to zheng yu. Ha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-4888810376422688911?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4888810376422688911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=4888810376422688911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4888810376422688911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4888810376422688911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/chicken-pox-stay-at-home-day-3.html' title='Chicken pox -stay at home day 3'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-4315581928903127922</id><published>2008-09-10T08:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:12:07.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pox- stay at home day 2</title><content type='html'>THIS SUCKS! It's like those fucking thing won't stop itching!! And it ruins my sleep, my mood. i woke up like 5 times last night cos it's painful and ichy. HURRY UP EXPLODE LA. GAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, it's time for QNS and ANS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Blogging&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Donno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. What do you intend to do later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-.. Donno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Donno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Irritated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. Are you missing anyone (like their faces/behaviour/irritating-ness)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-No&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Donno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. What subjects are you going to miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-POA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Any smses from ppl who are concerned about your absence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-No&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Hehe, what did they say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-NIL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. Anything else you want to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-No&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. ANY LAST WORDS? (Before you publish this post.)&lt;br /&gt;-I'm in a baaaaaaaaaaaaaad mood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-4315581928903127922?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4315581928903127922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=4315581928903127922&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4315581928903127922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4315581928903127922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/chicken-pox-stay-at-home-day-2.html' title='Chicken Pox- stay at home day 2'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-7207065351117048171</id><published>2008-09-09T12:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T18:32:25.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackass</title><content type='html'>In case your frustration level rises today, this is for everyone who occasionally has a really bad day when you just need to take it out on someone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a telephone call that I had to make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered nicely saying, "Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I politely said, "This is Patrick Hanifin and may I please speak to Robin Carter?" Suddenly the phone was slammed down on me! I couldn't believe that anyone could be that rude. I tracked down Robin's correct number and called her. She had transposed the last two digits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I hung up with Robin, I spotted the wrong number still lying on my desk. I decided to call it again. When the same person once more answered, I yelled, "You're a jackass!" and hung up. Next to his phone number I wrote the word "jackass" and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up. He would answer and I'd yell, "You're a jackass!" It always cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the year the phone company introduced caller ID. This was a real disappointment for me. I would have to stop calling the jackass. Then one day I had an idea. I dialed his number and heard his voice. "Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up a name. "Hi. This is the sales office of the telephone company and I'm just calling to see if you're familiar with our new caller ID program." He answered, "No!" and slammed down the receiver. I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're a jackass!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm taking the time to tell you this story is to show you how if there's ever anything bothering you, you can do something about it. Just dial 555-1212.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Keep reading, it gets better.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day an old lady at the mall was really taking her time pulling out of her parking space. I didn't think she was ever going to leave. Finally, her car began to move ever so slowly and she began backing out. I backed up a little more to give her plenty of room. Great, I thought, she's finally leaving. All of a sudden this black Camero came flying up the parking aisle in the wrong direction and pulled into her space. I started honking my horn and yelling, "You can't do that, buddy! I was here first!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy got out of his Camero completely ignoring me. He walked toward the mall as if he didn't even hear me. I thought to myself, this guy is a jackass. There sure are a lot of jackasses in this world. I noticed he had a "For Sale" sign in the back window of his car. I wrote down the number. Then I hunted for another place to park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I was at home sitting at my desk. I had just gotten off the phone after calling 555-1212 and yelling, "You're a jackass!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's really easy to call him now since I have his number on speed dial.). Then I noticed the phone number of the guy with the black Camaro and decided to call him too. After a couple of rings someone answered the phone. I asked, "Are you the man with the black Camaro for sale?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you tell me where I can see it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow house and the car is parked right out front."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked, "What's your name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My name is Don Hansen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When's a good time to catch you, Don?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm home in the evenings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Listen, Don, can I tell you something?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don, you're a jackass!" And I slammed the phone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I hung up I added Don's number to my speed dialer. Now I had two jackasses to call whenever I had a bad day. However this wasn't as much fun as it used to be. So I thought about it and came up with a solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I had my phone dial jackass #1. The man answered nicely and I yelled, "You're a jackass!" But I didn't hang up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jackass said, "Are you still there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Stop calling me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "No!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "What's your name, pal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Don Hansen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Where do you live?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow house and my black Camaro is parked out front."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm coming over right now, Don. You'd better start saying your prayers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, like I'm really scared, Jackass!" And I hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I called Jackass #2. He answered, "Hello."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Hello, jackass!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "If I ever find out who you are..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll kick your butt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now, jackass!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hung up. Then I picked up the phone and called the police. I told them I was at 1802 West 34th Street and that I was going to kill my gay lover as soon as he got home. Another quick call to Channel 13 news about the gang war going down on West 34th Street. After that I climbed into my car and headed over to 34th Street to watch the whole thing. Glorious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched two jackasses kicking the crap out of each other in front of 6 squad cars and a police helicopter I also taped it off the evening news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(joke from &lt;a href="http://jokediary.com/"&gt;Jokediary.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-7207065351117048171?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/7207065351117048171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=7207065351117048171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/7207065351117048171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/7207065351117048171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/jackass.html' title='Jackass'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-2303726045341042846</id><published>2008-09-09T08:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T10:36:38.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken pox -stay at home day 1</title><content type='html'>My poxies are 2 days old. Stupid, having it at 15. So old. Usually ppl have chicken pox when they are young. Hiyo. But at least i get to 'pen' it down and observe the poxies. HA! So far, i have a lot of red pao pao on my upper body. And this morning, pinkish dots on my face. It's disgusting and itchy! i have 2 weeks MC, so i'll be blogging about the poxies everyday. HAHAHAHAHA, so boring. But nvm, better than nth. 2 weeks MC, exams 3 weeks from now. -__-" I'll be missing my lessons, my friends and the class balcony :( Is anyone going to miss me? :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, it's time for QNS and ANS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Blogging and thinking about watching 'Xia Xue's Guide to Life'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Becos i'm bored now. And i want to amuse myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. What do you intend to do later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Study and eat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Cos i'll be missing lessons, so to make up for it, i need to SELF STUDY! And about the 'eat', i need to eat cos i need to eat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Uh, no feelings yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. Are you missing anyone (like their faces/behaviour/irritating-ness)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-No, not yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-It's only the first day! Haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. What subjects are you going to miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Today i have Chem, MT, Hist, EMath, and AS. I'M GOING TO MISS AS!!! I WANT BACK MY RESULTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Any smses from ppl who are concerned about your absence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Haha, YES! Juo Yan and Siti :D So niceeee of them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Hehe, what did they say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Juo Yan : Yo girl u y never come school? u okay not?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Siti: Gracey f0o.. Get well s0on. Gonna miss u! Miss me okie.. Haha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. Anything else you want to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Uh.. No. but since i'm going to be MIA for 2 weeks, any 'Welcome Back, Grace! We Missed You A Lot!' party? HAHAHAHA! Kidding. Exams coming! 3e4, please study hard hor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. ANY LAST WORDS? (Before you publish this post.)&lt;br /&gt;-Yes!!  Those who nvr had chicken pox and &lt;em&gt;don't want it&lt;/em&gt;, please go for vaccination. But if you had chicken pox already, don't worry, the doc said that you wouldn't get it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-2303726045341042846?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/2303726045341042846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=2303726045341042846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/2303726045341042846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/2303726045341042846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/chicken-pox-stay-at-home-day-1.html' title='Chicken pox -stay at home day 1'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-6871850216970713395</id><published>2008-09-07T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:02:47.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAHHHH</title><content type='html'>i feel sick! i think it's becos i slept too much :P  my brain is burning. i don want to go to school tmr!! i don want! i don want!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-6871850216970713395?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6871850216970713395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=6871850216970713395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6871850216970713395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6871850216970713395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/bahhhh.html' title='BAHHHH'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-6841729099790787062</id><published>2008-09-05T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:30:24.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xiao Qi Guis</title><content type='html'>Girls have every right to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;qi&lt;/span&gt;! cos we don't need to be MAN (*show some muscles*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys who are petty are:&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Retarded,&lt;br /&gt;Sissies,&lt;br /&gt;Stupid,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Boh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Liao&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Shit,&lt;br /&gt;Useless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Whatevers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're a guy/man/boy, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;qi&lt;/span&gt; cos it sucks and your friends will not like you cos being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;qi&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt; and therefore you suck so they don't like you. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Wahahaha&lt;/span&gt;, not worth it right? So, little boys out there, if you have a friend who is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;qi&lt;/span&gt;, don't friend them! Let them rethink about their retarded, sissy, stupid, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;boh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;, shit, useless, whatever behaviour. If they are still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;qi&lt;/span&gt;, whack them! Whack and whack and whack until you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;shuang&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls who are petty are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Smart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Becos&lt;/span&gt;, we are GIRLS! yep! we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; be the ones who are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;qi&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;muahahah&lt;/span&gt;. If your bf is petty then you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; just, as i said before, whack and whack and whack them. cos they deserve it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Whack those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Qi&lt;/span&gt; Guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Wahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-6841729099790787062?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6841729099790787062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=6841729099790787062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6841729099790787062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6841729099790787062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahem.html' title='Xiao Qi Guis'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-4745982916512774136</id><published>2008-09-05T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T14:23:39.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lame-bored-nth-to-do post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/SMDOyRkZC-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/CNYqtqGW9Bg/s1600-h/22072008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242417329364077538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/SMDOyRkZC-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/CNYqtqGW9Bg/s400/22072008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Moo: MUAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: You look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Moo: MUAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: -__-"&lt;br /&gt;Moo: MUAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bloody stupid Moo.&lt;br /&gt;Moo:MUAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahah, i was lame. Muahahahahah, wahahahaha, mohohohohoho, kekekekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;boooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-4745982916512774136?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4745982916512774136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=4745982916512774136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4745982916512774136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4745982916512774136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/moo-muahahahaha-me-you-look-stupid.html' title='A lame-bored-nth-to-do post'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/SMDOyRkZC-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/CNYqtqGW9Bg/s72-c/22072008(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-6353938839435728661</id><published>2008-09-05T08:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:31:53.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i'm doing now</title><content type='html'>i'm eatting Yam and chicken PAO! and i accidently just ate the paper that's stuck to their butt! and then i spat it out. and then i'm chewing. and then i'm typing. and then i'm chewing. and then i stuffed half a yam pao into my mouth. and then i'm typing agian. and then i had a thought, "this is super lame." and then i stared at the screen. and then i had another thought,"what else shld i type?" and then i touched the mouse and click 'PUBLISH POST'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-6353938839435728661?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6353938839435728661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=6353938839435728661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6353938839435728661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6353938839435728661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-im-doing-now.html' title='What i&apos;m doing now'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-7582439513956060169</id><published>2008-09-04T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:04:28.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i know about my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Agnes:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Likes Yamapi, treasures presents given to her, like guys older than her, shoe size 7, loves art, good at art and colouring/shading, dying to have the same things as her friends (keychain, bag, etc.), need to have mood for taking pictures, sometimes tries to act like yamapi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shirley:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Likes a guy from NEWS (but i donno the name), listen mostly to Jap songs, has small feet and hands, good at Maths, maybe poa, likes to wear short skirts :D She doesnt bring a pencilbox/case to school (just the pens and pencils):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kristine:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Likes Zheng Yu's company, easily irritated, falls in 'love' with guys EASILY (but only for awhile), fusses over her hair too much, blur sometimes, great secret keeper, she thinks that she's fat, doesnt act cute or zilian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rayson:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Don't like girls, 70% of the times he begins his sms with "Haha", always sleeping, skips school, loves his mom, shoe size 7.5, thinks that he is a 'perfect' guy (as in bf guy), likes to nag at me, acts old and young at the same time, sucks at drawing and he tells LAME jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jun Yan:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Sleeps very late and wakes up very late, a good listener, bad a drawing stick figures, likes a girl in another school :D:D Super scary when moody or angry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-7582439513956060169?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/7582439513956060169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=7582439513956060169&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/7582439513956060169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/7582439513956060169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-i-know-about-my-friends_04.html' title='What i know about my friends'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-8780993150585606764</id><published>2008-09-03T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:06:50.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.__.</title><content type='html'>its look ultra black. o.O"&lt;br /&gt;random posts :D haha, cos i'm lame. eh wait, i'm not. i can walk! HAHA! lame-ness-es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, btw.. episode 3 of marshmallow tales is completed, like 2 months ago, but no time to scan! too bad. next time laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-8780993150585606764?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/8780993150585606764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=8780993150585606764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8780993150585606764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8780993150585606764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='.__.'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-2117282875954870823</id><published>2008-09-03T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:03:01.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yays (again)</title><content type='html'>FINALLY! its complete. totally completed. yay. i love the melody. yay.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;haha, crazy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rei rei, your sms blog is D.E.A.D! dead!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEAD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-2117282875954870823?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/2117282875954870823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=2117282875954870823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/2117282875954870823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/2117282875954870823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/yays-again.html' title='Yays (again)'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-8017111068583894175</id><published>2008-09-03T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:00:27.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay</title><content type='html'>Yay,  made a new blogskin :D sorry jun yan, i know i still owe you smth. But you nvr give any ideas also, so i'm 'thinking'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!yay!yay!yay!yay!yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-8017111068583894175?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/8017111068583894175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=8017111068583894175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8017111068583894175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8017111068583894175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/yay.html' title='Yay'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-6320924434460295154</id><published>2008-09-02T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T19:27:35.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can cook</title><content type='html'>2 dishes: egg + green pepper + mushroom&lt;br /&gt;          Veggie + carrot + ginger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rice with ginger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad, i passed. graded by mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-6320924434460295154?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6320924434460295154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=6320924434460295154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6320924434460295154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6320924434460295154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-can-cook.html' title='I can cook'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-8122119998814363999</id><published>2008-08-01T20:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:16:12.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen of the damned</title><content type='html'>Meet Marius (aka:Vincent Perez)&lt;a href="http://www.del-rio.net/images/festival/medium/2000_0521_Vincent_Perez_1297-5-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.del-rio.net/images/festival/medium/2000_0521_Vincent_Perez_1297-5-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAH WAH WAH! (ty amanda for introducing this movie :D) damn nice xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vampire lestat is damn shuai IN THE MOVIE. but with his 'modern' haircut, not shuai liao. i think he should just join shakespeare lorh, then i'll be one of his crazy fans! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the show Marius looked a little like mr khoo.. HA! cos of his hairstyle la. but he's acting skills very cool and then the fangs, wah, looks sooo.... *sigh* so shuai! &gt;.&gt; i think he's like in his late 20s TT At first i like lestat, cos he's shuai, but then don like already. cos he had sex with the queen &gt;.&gt; F*** him! he just spoiled his pure, cool, and shuai image.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marius!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-8122119998814363999?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/8122119998814363999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=8122119998814363999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8122119998814363999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8122119998814363999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/08/queen-of-damned.html' title='Queen of the damned'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-8888767258124739608</id><published>2008-07-29T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:37:57.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan's joke</title><content type='html'>Ryan: Shu yi! got car behind you. MOVE.&lt;br /&gt;Agnes: why not ask her to stand still?&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: I scared later the car got damage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad jun yan doesnt find it funny, cos he heard it before -__-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-8888767258124739608?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/8888767258124739608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=8888767258124739608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8888767258124739608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8888767258124739608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/ryans-joke.html' title='Ryan&apos;s joke'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-1593799588686028109</id><published>2008-07-28T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:56:57.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting day</title><content type='html'>Wah wah wah. So many things happened to day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning:&lt;/strong&gt; There was this fat guy near the tampines mrt. He said " excuse me..." then i stopped walking, then look at him. he laugh a bit like "hehehhehehe" lidat then say " can i be your friend?" i blank diao. then just walked away. That reminds me of smth. got one time i was going to church then i take to tenah merah, wait for train to expo. then got this FAT (again) guy, he wore white and greenish checked shirt and jeans. (i still rmb!! happened 2 yrs ago. about there) Then i was leaning against the so called wall a few metres away from him. He walk past me and then stand closer to me on my other side. i got irritated, so i just walked to the other end. He looked at me &gt;.&gt; Then train come liao, got in then saw that guy also walk into the same carriage as me. shit him. anyway, the later part abit lorsoh, so just skip it. in the end i shake him off by joining the crowd :D so smart. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then was P.E. Wah siao, 2.4 km! i did it in 15.38 mins :D Not bad, for me :D aiming for 10 mins :D impossible, but still can try la. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afternoon/Evening: &lt;/strong&gt;I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! At first i was just like looking around then i saw this guy same uniform as me. look at his face. WAH!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! I saw Jie Wei!! :D He saw me looking. Then he kindda raised his eyebrows. &gt;.&gt; diao. lols, my heart really skipped a beat lorh. Just nice his bus lai liao, then, byebye! Lols, so shuai :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate fat ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-1593799588686028109?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1593799588686028109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=1593799588686028109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1593799588686028109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1593799588686028109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/exciting-day.html' title='Exciting day'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-335454983993005306</id><published>2008-07-26T20:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T18:17:30.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah, fun, fun and more fun</title><content type='html'>Pai seh, the pics not in order :P&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08008.jpg?t=1217076858"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08008.jpg?t=1217076858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The grp after presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08021.jpg?t=1217077098"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08021.jpg?t=1217077098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Agnes; while looking for the table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08022.jpg?t=1217077102"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08022.jpg?t=1217077102" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08016.jpg?t=1217076973"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08016.jpg?t=1217076973" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eastpoint; she couldnt help it.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08002.jpg?t=1217076831"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08002.jpg?t=1217076831" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda; on the bus to sg poly. preparations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08004.jpg?t=1217076837"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08004.jpg?t=1217076837" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another team! left to right: Kristin, Nabilah, Selvi, Judith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08003.jpg?t=1217076833"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08003.jpg?t=1217076833" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kirstine; she's happy to be the 'mug' --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08009.jpg?t=1217076955"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08009.jpg?t=1217076955" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08010.jpg?t=1217076955"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08010.jpg?t=1217076955" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08012.jpg?t=1217076962"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08012.jpg?t=1217076962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA!! i pasted these on selvi's back. And she didnt notice it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08011.jpg?t=1217076957"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08011.jpg?t=1217076957" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lols, still so guai, sit there. HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08015.jpg?t=1217076969"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08015.jpg?t=1217076969" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08005.jpg?t=1217076848"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08005.jpg?t=1217076848" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our competitors! CHARGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08006.jpg?t=1217076850"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08006.jpg?t=1217076850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still happy, before the presentation. Left to Right: Agnes, Me (with the cookie), Kristine, Amanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08001.jpg?t=1217076830" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No they are not crying. This is taken even before we reached Sg poly. they're just.. shy .__."&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08007.jpg?t=1217076854"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa299/gracefoo93/26july08007.jpg?t=1217076854" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, today is a saturday. I woke up at 6am just for that competition. Prepared for everything. Reached school at around 7.15am, did some last minute check with our ppt slides. Finally! It's time to gooooooooo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached there at 8.30 plus, then prepare again. By 10.25, our turn. Wah, got to carry the mug and the cookie. During the presentation, i screwed up everything. I forgot my lines, even with the help of cue cards. I was like "er.. er.. um.." Then end of presentation. "Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit " Sorry team &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, then the results came. 9 schools from our 'room' to be selected for the semi-finals. 8 schools revealed, last one. We were praying that our school will be in. "Tadah!" ... Shit the judges... Didnt get in. Disppointed, but not really that bad la. Cos at least don need to make any more preparations for the second round. Muahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that i went for lunch with agnes. Then we went to look for a study table for my room. Guess what, i eneded up buying a study table and a new bed. Lols. Um.. took some pictures there, at the shop. Also at singapore poly. Man man kan ba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay, i can't wait for monday!! I am freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rock more than you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-335454983993005306?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/335454983993005306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=335454983993005306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/335454983993005306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/335454983993005306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/wah-fun-fun-and-more-fun.html' title='Wah, fun, fun and more fun'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-2355966850611114186</id><published>2008-07-22T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:46:02.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are seriously too much lorh/ if its really nth, you don have to show/prove/hide it from me. you make it look like as though they are YOUR friends, and yours only &gt;.&gt; if you don want me to see, in the first place you shouldnt even go tho the website when i am there! then when i look at the pics, you close the whole window, then later you open it up again, and then you use ur hand to cover the web adress. lame right? you might as well don view it. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you feel 'guilty' and you start to explain to me, "oh, that's bla bla's grp blog." mmk, SHUT UP! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH! I'M GOING TO MAKE MY BLOG PRIVATE, FOR AWHILE, AND THEN YOU CAN'T READ IT! wahahahahahah! THEN I CAN SAY ALL THE MEAN THINGS ABOUT YOU. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I MIGHT AS WELL NOT HAVE A BLOG &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SUCK :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-2355966850611114186?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/2355966850611114186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=2355966850611114186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/2355966850611114186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/2355966850611114186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-are-seriously-too-much-lorh-if-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-4008369129520361464</id><published>2008-07-20T20:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:14:15.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh :b</title><content type='html'>You guys are so.. *thinking* so.. such cowards! Whenever someone writes/post something nasty or not nice about you, you all nvr say anything de lorh. i can almost imagine V saying : "Got read grace's blog? She say bla bla bla about us. where got? we didnt even do that lorh. so guo fen!"" Then maybe someone else, can't think of anyone, will say :" Aya, don care her la. she and that agnes always like that one. " ._. just going to say this for fun (: if you all really think this way right, can please tell me? the very first reason i'm blogging it's becos i want to let you guys know how i feel without qing kou gao shu-ing you all (cos i can't do it).&lt;br /&gt;so please, just like what you would do if i said smth nice about you,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; TAG!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If not fang bian to tag then sms, email, pm me also can. Thats one of the reasons why they created handphones and computers. mmk, i'm done. ty, faithful readers. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself and you rock :D (not true for you. only me :D:D:D:D Muahahahahahahahah! )*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'm only kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-4008369129520361464?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4008369129520361464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=4008369129520361464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4008369129520361464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4008369129520361464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/bleh-b.html' title='Bleh :b'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-5413193740986662783</id><published>2008-07-19T20:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:44:16.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay</title><content type='html'>Muahaha, today i went to Ikea, Giant and Courts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ikea:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a (finally) message/notice board or whatever it's called. YAY!!! Now i have a prob cos i donno how to position my shits :x Oh ya, i just noticed that i donno how to spell 'how' cos i aways spell it 'who'! &gt;.&gt; i siao le. Muahahah. I also bought the finger puppets :D:D So cuuuuuute! Got monkey, reindeer, giraffe, panda, parrot, bear, elephant, lion, duck and FROG!!! wahahaha. I bought a green tree to hang all the little xmas card xD Not really a tree la, but donno how to explain. Nvm, remind me to post a pic of it :D&lt;br /&gt;didnt buy anything from Giant and Courts. Seeeeeeeeee, i save money xD Jun yan, jealous? I save more than you. HAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rock, again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-5413193740986662783?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/5413193740986662783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=5413193740986662783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/5413193740986662783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/5413193740986662783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/yay.html' title='Yay'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-8756662662012658854</id><published>2008-07-17T19:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:03:09.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.__."</title><content type='html'>That's it, i'm just going to say it loud.&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if your friend walks alone while you walk with i group of friends? I would walk with her.&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost 1 week since i last went down for reccess, i got ignored because i ignore. Thats rather unfair right? I"m 1 alone and you guys are together. I don't know how to put it but from the way i see it, it's like as though you all don even like me at all lorh. I have a lot to say, but i don think it'll be ok to say it coooooooos it wouldnt sound nice. But nvm, i'm just going to be direct la. I just don't think that you are the type of friends that i want. So nvm, i kindda give up trying to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;And E.L, i prefer you so much more when you were 'alone', cos you weren't that bossy. I'm saying this not because i'm jeolous but its just what i feel. You seriously love to rub salt into my wounds lorh. It's like you guys going out or smth and then i don't know anything cos no one thought of me, but its ok. Then you come and ask me:&lt;br /&gt;EL: Eh later i going to watch movie with bla, bla, bla, bla and bla leh. You coming?&lt;br /&gt;Me:What thing? I don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;EL: OH! You DON'T know arh? Why? They nvr invite you meh? How can they do this?&lt;br /&gt;*... Yeah, keep it up. The most i'll just commit suicide..*&lt;br /&gt;Me: &gt;____&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.L: Oh, sorry sorry, i didnt mean it de. Really.. Don liddat la Grace, sorry la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE LA E.L!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don care liao, i'm taking a huuuuuuuuge saw and sawing off our ties/friendship with you all liao!! But i'm not taking you all as my enemies, just some group of people whom i've never met.  Btw, I am going to hate ruji, yasuaki, kiko and frogot the other one. They will never appear in the comic anymore. Maybe i'll even stop drawing! But what's the point? Stop all these because of this? NO WAY! But seriously, i'm going to murder ruji. No funeral conducted ;) Lols.&lt;br /&gt;I never fit in but i think i'm getting used to it le. That's something positive (:&lt;br /&gt;All things are possible with God. (I got that from my cousin's msn nick. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rock ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-8756662662012658854?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/8756662662012658854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=8756662662012658854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8756662662012658854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8756662662012658854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_17.html' title='.__.&quot;'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-4296549252226297813</id><published>2008-07-12T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:46:10.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupids</title><content type='html'>Those who read me blog are stupid cos i don't update it :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-4296549252226297813?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4296549252226297813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=4296549252226297813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4296549252226297813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4296549252226297813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/stupids_12.html' title='Stupids'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-3932128279241320174</id><published>2008-07-12T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:06:12.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupids</title><content type='html'>Those who read me blog are stupid cos i don't update it :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-3932128279241320174?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/3932128279241320174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=3932128279241320174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/3932128279241320174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/3932128279241320174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/stupids.html' title='Stupids'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-8629682071336959532</id><published>2008-07-11T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T21:46:27.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY?? WHAT THE HELL DID I DO? DAMN YOU FREAKING WEIRDOS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-8629682071336959532?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/8629682071336959532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=8629682071336959532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8629682071336959532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/8629682071336959532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-4677943445900371178</id><published>2008-07-10T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:58:18.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marshies are updated!!</title><content type='html'>Updated!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i seriously don't see the point of posting it in the blog. Ma fan and no one reads it. Oh well, i guess i like the ma-faness. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you people. Lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-4677943445900371178?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4677943445900371178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=4677943445900371178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4677943445900371178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/4677943445900371178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/marshies-are-updated.html' title='Marshies are updated!!'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-5538347369990326718</id><published>2008-07-09T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:23:54.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tears can be held back but only the courageous will let it out (: my philosophy. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-5538347369990326718?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/5538347369990326718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=5538347369990326718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/5538347369990326718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/5538347369990326718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/tears-can-be-held-back-but-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-6444563658690571599</id><published>2008-07-08T19:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:50:58.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Don't judge me cos you ain't me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i'm not being emo by walking away. Its just me. I can't fit in and i NEVER try. What's the point? Once fitted in, i get squeezed out again. I'd rather be a loner.&lt;br /&gt;I hate crowds, cos there's always 1 who gets left out. And i'm always that 1. No, no, no.. I'm not blaming any one of you, i don't usually do that. It's just that i'm too/very/super sensitive. I try to avoid hurting myself, but the more i try, the worse it becomes.&lt;br /&gt;"But you've got Agnes what.."&lt;br /&gt;Ya, i've got Agnes when there's no one else. Sorry Agnes, i'm just speaking my mind.&lt;br /&gt;You complain that your friends 'pang seh' you, and the friendship gap is getting bigger/further/bigger/further. Yea, i understand how you feel. But when they talk to you, you simply forget that i even existed. You are simply contradicting yourself. So i should just forget about everything and just do it my way.&lt;br /&gt;If it was not for God, i would have committed suicide a long long time ago. Don't worry, i've gotten used to being left out. Its the same everywhere i go. The problem is not with the people, its with me. Uncomfortable with strangers cos they don't know me yet and they LOVE to judge.&lt;br /&gt;Ofcos i don't just complain, i say thank yous too. Thank God for friends who gets me in and out of trouble. Haha, that makes life exciting right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need friends who would&lt;br /&gt;dance with me like we're retards,&lt;br /&gt;laugh with me like we're freaks,&lt;br /&gt;sing with me like we're on drugs.&lt;br /&gt;haha, but hey-- we're having fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never mind the past, lets look forward to the future! I'M NEVER GOING TO SMILE!&lt;br /&gt;I have feelings and i show it. You guys can't see cos you chose to ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, you readers are actually getting to know me better! Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-6444563658690571599?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6444563658690571599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=6444563658690571599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6444563658690571599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6444563658690571599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-7785984884098136671</id><published>2008-07-02T13:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:34:49.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection (:</title><content type='html'>To: Mr Tan Juo Yan&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Reflection(The email style)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE!! I want to do it in the blog :P You don want your business cos the WHOLE GROUP will fail! Muahahah..&lt;br /&gt;Ok, My reflection. Note: Please do not include words in the brackets '(..)'. Thank you. Btw, if you include them and i happen to see it, YOU ARE FUCKING DEAD MEAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*Start Copying From Here Onwards*)&lt;br /&gt;Reflection:&lt;br /&gt;I chose that paragraph cause it's the very begining of the whole story (also cause i want to go first and get over with it!!). I want the listener's first impression of the story to be interesting and not boring (Thats a lie.). I had to be expressive and clear to get the listener's attention and to get them to continue to be interested.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if i had done that but i guess it all sounds the same when recorded :P Some of the words were difficult to pronounce so we had to search for the pronounciation at Dictionary.com (credits given!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-7785984884098136671?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/7785984884098136671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=7785984884098136671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/7785984884098136671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/7785984884098136671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/07/reflection.html' title='Reflection (:'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-274848082039191369</id><published>2008-06-30T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:48:46.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead</title><content type='html'>SHIT!! Dead blog again.. Sorry, blog ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comic music very nice leh :P Lols, i'm addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition: i learned the formulas for Trigo! Wah, very difficult --" But cope-ble (is there such a word?) Haha&lt;br /&gt;b2= a2+c2-b2cosB????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny right? Don't get it (:&lt;br /&gt;Lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-274848082039191369?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/274848082039191369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=274848082039191369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/274848082039191369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/274848082039191369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/06/dead.html' title='Dead'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-3414515044043369691</id><published>2008-06-25T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:18:56.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EPI #1 UPDATED!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://marshmallows-tales.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marshmallows-Tales&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (Click to View)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATED!! 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UPDATED!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-3414515044043369691?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/3414515044043369691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=3414515044043369691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/3414515044043369691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/3414515044043369691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/06/epi-1-updated.html' title='EPI #1 UPDATED!!'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-5352601662925661650</id><published>2008-06-25T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T16:04:43.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epi uploaded!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://marshmallows-tales.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marshmallows-Tales&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (Click to View)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihihihihi!! epi #1 is up! Muahaha.. But i just realised that the picture not so clear leh.. Sorry, next time i'll out line it with a pen :D&lt;br /&gt;Ehh... Why next time? Why not now? Haha, okay, i go re-draw it. Don't worry, the epi is still there. When i've re-uploaded it i'll post again :D:D Seriously people, COMMENTS TO HELP ME IMPROVE LEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-5352601662925661650?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/5352601662925661650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=5352601662925661650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/5352601662925661650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/5352601662925661650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/06/epi-uploaded.html' title='Epi uploaded!'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-3138158282572286507</id><published>2008-06-24T19:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:32:50.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic (T.R)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tag Replies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vivien:&lt;/i&gt; Hi Vivi!! Forgot to say thank you :P THANK YOU!! Lols :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;jy:&lt;/i&gt; Marshmallow comic NOT FUNNY ok!! Its cuuute. I created new characters, including the 2 old ones (Ruji and Yasuaki).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the comic thing, it's not really done yet cos i haven't started drawing. But i've already sketched my characters (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;COMMENTS PLEASE!&lt;/u&gt; Should i add in colour? And what colour should the characters be? Lastly, should i add a speech bubble or just leave it like the usual (words and an arrow)? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And ofcos, another question. What kind of story should i write? Love, fun, friendship? Or all of them? (: &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;COMMENTS ASAP PLEASE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank You..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-3138158282572286507?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/3138158282572286507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=3138158282572286507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/3138158282572286507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/3138158282572286507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/06/comic-tr.html' title='Comic (T.R)'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-6780415863722455169</id><published>2008-06-22T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:24:39.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Reopens Tmr!!</title><content type='html'>Ahh, so fast tmr must go school liao!! Sheesh, must burn midnight oil tonight. zzz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-6780415863722455169?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6780415863722455169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=6780415863722455169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6780415863722455169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/6780415863722455169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/06/school-reopens-tmr.html' title='School Reopens Tmr!!'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-1301409403569528265</id><published>2008-06-21T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:31:04.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a hair cut :P</title><content type='html'>.. I was suppose to do my homework last night but i got tempted and watched Hanakimi . FUCK!! I'm like in deep shit, 1 more day. HEEEEEEELP~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went to Changi Village, the beach there :D So fun playing with myself. HA! I played by the water and collected as much seaweed as i could and formed a shape of Yasuaki! (: Hahas, he's sooo greeeeeen. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for breakfast/lunch/branch/wadever. Hah, there's this old man who sold coconut fruit/water/wadever, he's reaction was so funny when i ordered a coconut from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uncle, 我要老的 coconut.&lt;br /&gt;Old Man: 老的 coconut? (His eyes opened damn big)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ya, old coconut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols, whats wrong with old coconuts? I like them cos they're very 'meaty' :D &amp;amp; a little crunchy :D:D&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Tampines blk 201, around there la, and i got my hair cut (: Gosh, my fringe from chin cut until nose there. Alittle weird lorh, so short that i can't even push it behind my ears -__- A little bit iritating. At first i thought my hair looked gray, xia dao lorh, but it's not. (YAY!! I'm still young!) Its done, layered hair, walao so thin liao. Not used to it -__- I saw the auntie sweeping away my cut hair. Reaction: WAH! The floor was like a carpet of hair. Ha! This reminds of something. Usually hairdressers cut children's hair at about an average price of $7 (about there) right? When i was in primary 3, after the auntie cut my hair, she looked at my mum and said, "Your daughter's hair very thick leh, not easy to earn money from you(很难赚你的钱)." Lols. Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid wolrd!! Fucking teachers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-1301409403569528265?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1301409403569528265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=1301409403569528265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1301409403569528265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1301409403569528265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-got-hair-cut-p.html' title='I got a hair cut :P'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-3070844718134415452</id><published>2008-06-20T20:36:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T19:09:11.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marshmallows online (: (T.R)</title><content type='html'>Oh yay, blogging again! A post a day keeps the blog A.L.I.V.E !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tag Replies!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Limin:&lt;/i&gt; Hi cousin! Lols, you're the third to tag on the tagboard! Muahaha, i'm lame(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jun Yan:&lt;/i&gt; 2nd only, 1st still better!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm sure many of you saw the 'comic' that i drew before right? Haha, the colourless one, fat and puffy. Lols, Jun Yan once asked, "What are these marshmallows?" Haha, now my comic got a title! Lols, marshmallows (: (Thanks JY)&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get the skin done, can't think of the colour combo leh -__-" How? Go visit and maybe give me suggestions about the whole comic thing and also help me think of the colour combo in the comment area (found at the end of every single post) ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://marshmallows-tales.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marshmallows-Tales&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (Click to View)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update it at least&lt;b&gt;&lt;click&gt; once a week&lt;/b&gt;. Oo, i feel so excited already. Haha :D I hope that i can post constantly without finding it a bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even started on homework today!! Anyone willing to let me copy? Lols, kidding (: i'm going to stay up late to finish at least half of the work. No worries, i won't fall asleep cos i had a 2 hours nap this afternoon. Haha, i planned this this morning. Yes, really stupid, should have just done the homework in the day right? But there's temptations!! Such as computer and tv, sheesh.. I'm so lousy, but i don't care!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! (; Hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-3070844718134415452?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/3070844718134415452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=3070844718134415452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/3070844718134415452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/3070844718134415452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/06/marshmallows-online.html' title='Marshmallows online (: (T.R)'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-5707526242504160066</id><published>2008-06-19T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T20:05:03.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skandar Keynes ♥</title><content type='html'>3 more days to school reopen, haven't even started on homework yet.. Sheesh, what kind of holiday is this?? Holiday must rest ma, study study, study until siao.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i read 4 out of 7 books of &lt;b&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia&lt;/b&gt; le (haha). Yay, so happy.. 2 more books only and then i can start imagining the whole of Narnia story :D:D Whoohoo! &lt;u&gt;Aslan Rocks&lt;/u&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE NARNIA!! I LOVE NARNIA!!&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, i'm getting more and more retarded. Lols (:&lt;br /&gt;Peter at first (The Lion, The Witch and The wardrobe) very shuai de lorh, then in the second (Prince Caspian) movie Edmund more shuai!! Caspian suppose to be the main character (MCs are suppose to be the most shuai and outstanding one) but i think Edmund is the shuai-st and Peter is the outstanding one lorh --" Aye, anyway i also don't like the guy who played the role Prince Caspian. He's so ugly! His chin got a shape of a butt lorh, like W lidat. UGLY!! And he's so B.L.I.N.D!! How can he like Susan?? She's so fair and then her lips so darn red and &lt;b&gt;FAT&lt;/b&gt;. Then the movie director so lan, the story is not even suppose to be like that. Caspian is not suppose to like/fall in love with Susan. NONONO! In the next book (The Voyage of the &lt;i&gt;Dawn Treader&lt;/i&gt; ), on their journey to the End of the World (aka: Aslan's Island), they met a retired star and the daughter (they are both telmarines, aka: humans). Caspian fell in love with that girl, and NOT Susan. I guess it adds to the trill, whats a movie without love anyway. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Skandar Keynes is so shuaaaiii!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clickthecity.com/img2/articles/CTC-3090-image4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.clickthecity.com/img2/articles/CTC-3090-image4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-5707526242504160066?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/5707526242504160066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=5707526242504160066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/5707526242504160066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/5707526242504160066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-boring-day.html' title='Skandar Keynes ♥'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776885565331609797.post-1671442715191285118</id><published>2008-06-19T01:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:36:04.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grand Opening!</title><content type='html'>Yay!! My blog is finally done!! Whoohoo :D Spent a lot of time on this piece of art (: hahas.. I'm so loving this blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FYI: I made 60% of this skin (yay!) The rest of they 40% are base codes (i just can't seem to understand it at all --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;My Solemn Promises:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep this blog as alive and as colourful a possible (:&lt;br /&gt;To keep away spammers and all other unlovable people. Haha, don't know how also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is crazy, blogging at 1.30am..&lt;br /&gt;I found out today that Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Siow &lt;s&gt;is&lt;/s&gt; are afraid lizards! Lols, they are like 10000 million times bigger than those grayish, blackish things. Hmm.. maybe if they scold me too much i can try putting a lizard on their sit :D Or even better, &lt;i&gt;feed it to their CAT!&lt;/i&gt; MUAHAHA! I feel so evil and mean.. Oh wait, i AM evil and mean! Wahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;My evil plot!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The usual tuition days (monday and friday). Hehe, find a lizard from anywhere and put it in a container and then bring it along for tuition :D And then when Mr Siow go for his toilet break or something, i'll drop the lizard into his cup of water. HAHA! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imagine this: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M.Siow:"Lalala, what a nice long peeing break i had. So relieved. Ah~~" And then he decides to drink his water and finds that, "There's a lizard in my cup!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll bet that after he screams, he will stand on his chair and then continues to scream like a sissy gay. Then maybe his wife will give him a weird look and then also scream.&lt;br /&gt;... Whatever la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, still very happy about the blogskin. I think i can smile at is forever, like a retard! Haha.. Lols. Wah, 1.48am liao. Nights! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4776885565331609797-1671442715191285118?l=little--fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1671442715191285118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4776885565331609797&amp;postID=1671442715191285118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1671442715191285118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4776885565331609797/posts/default/1671442715191285118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--fairytale.blogspot.com/2008/06/grand-opening.html' title='The Grand Opening!'/><author><name>Awesome :3</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQyI1YnrcUA/THprlM4v4II/AAAAAAAAAus/bqgfrNej_Kk/S220/Kim_Bum_by_hobbitgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
