<?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-27960121</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:04:33.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Past. Datruthreveals-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-5076550382561613029</id><published>2007-03-01T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T17:58:33.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Moved&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(it's the first time im saying this. So pleaseeeee don't grumble about relinking okay?) :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sacred-sanctuary.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;www.sacred-sanctuary.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't be closing this blog down thou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Goodbye!&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/27960121-5076550382561613029?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/5076550382561613029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=5076550382561613029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5076550382561613029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5076550382561613029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-ive-moved-its-first-time-im.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-7789403777697459839</id><published>2007-02-23T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T21:05:45.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll be on &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hiatus &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;until my explorer decides to stop going against me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can't view my own blog. Dumb.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-7789403777697459839?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/7789403777697459839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=7789403777697459839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/7789403777697459839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/7789403777697459839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/02/ill-be-on-hiatus-until-my-explorer.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-3917610143032057987</id><published>2007-02-17T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T09:25:50.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;Won't be here in Singapore later today. Will only be back tmr night.&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me aye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-3917610143032057987?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/3917610143032057987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=3917610143032057987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/3917610143032057987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/3917610143032057987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/02/last-happy-chinese-new-year-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-9011614712294546505</id><published>2007-02-17T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:33:37.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kay. Not forgetting the impt day which passed by recently, Valentine's!&lt;br /&gt;Receieved lots of happy wishes and pressies.&lt;br /&gt;Pearlyn's packet of sweets.&lt;br /&gt;Jomanda's Choco.&lt;br /&gt;Yuanping's sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs See gave us shortcake(i think it's short cake)?&lt;br /&gt;Nice hor! Its tastes nice too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RdZYZSM2gFI/AAAAAAAAACk/MvjbO71fEkk/s1600-h/P4040024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032306825038823506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RdZYZSM2gFI/AAAAAAAAACk/MvjbO71fEkk/s320/P4040024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy's hearty balloons which burst halfway thru school. )': (for the whole class.)&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, love's in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RdZYZyM2gGI/AAAAAAAAACs/XE37KEv8KLw/s1600-h/P4040025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032306833628758114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RdZYZyM2gGI/AAAAAAAAACs/XE37KEv8KLw/s320/P4040025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacinda made bookmarks for the whole class too.&lt;br /&gt;So sweet eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we the Sec 4 and 5s(netball) got for our juniors some tibits.&lt;br /&gt;Roses for teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Hope they like it yeh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-9011614712294546505?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/9011614712294546505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=9011614712294546505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/9011614712294546505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/9011614712294546505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/02/kay.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RdZYZSM2gFI/AAAAAAAAACk/MvjbO71fEkk/s72-c/P4040024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-7276368986850956170</id><published>2007-02-17T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:33:37.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright. I know it's high time i should be posting. &lt;div&gt;But the same problem, my bro hogs onto the computer almost every other day. So too bad. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to blog like last weekend alr. But no chance. So now i should just start from last weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Bedok so my mummy's friend wanna get a new phone. She bought K800i which i think was pretty nice. like it has 3.2megapixels?! Gay. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, while waiting outside, there was this getai(performance stage) going on. haha. Prolly for the old folks celebrting CNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the God Of Fortune was walking ard. I took photos cause it looked quite farny how ppl and crowding ard him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RdZVSSM2gEI/AAAAAAAAACY/HhWmE4z99_U/s1600-h/P3310017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032303406244855874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RdZVSSM2gEI/AAAAAAAAACY/HhWmE4z99_U/s320/P3310017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See the bright bright figure shining? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;__________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;East Zones 07 for us B div has officially ended. )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more playing of games, doing warm ups in the kallang court together, passing of balls, the way we ask awkwardly for using the courts blar blaah blar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty heart wrenching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, it maybe better for us sec4s now to concentrate on our studies yeh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aye. We got kicked out in the Second round. Losing to Damai and Sac, a draw with Ahs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damai and Sac had moved on to the Semi-s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, we can only root for our Juniors, the C'divs. ALL THE WAY OK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They went thru the second round topping their group. Go girls!&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/27960121-7276368986850956170?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/7276368986850956170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=7276368986850956170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/7276368986850956170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/7276368986850956170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/02/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RdZVSSM2gEI/AAAAAAAAACY/HhWmE4z99_U/s72-c/P3310017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-751764955521350645</id><published>2007-02-12T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T21:21:12.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;It all happned within that split second. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And everything seems to have ruined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Nobody wanted that to happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Everyone felt upset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So let's not brood over it and think of how we can redeem ourselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What's done is done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Cheer our juniors on ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-751764955521350645?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/751764955521350645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=751764955521350645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/751764955521350645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/751764955521350645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-all-happned-within-that-split-second.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-5207199857094369280</id><published>2007-02-08T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:21:39.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I wanna just hide in a corner and cry my hearts out. Even if it's self-pity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I wanna pour out all i feel. But i never seem to find my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I wanna solve my problem. But i can't find the solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I wanna do whatever i can to help. But i always end up creating more trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So what. So what can i exactly do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;There's nothing i do of help to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I've always wanted all to go well. But everything turned out the other way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Am i the cause for all these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Maybe i've really let him down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But i didn't want to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tired. Tired of trying to prove whatever i need to prove..and not getting there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I've gone a long way. Even if i don't wanna give up now, i have to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'll never find the antidote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's something i brought upon myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Mixed feelings. The tears are down again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I can't face up to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-5207199857094369280?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/5207199857094369280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=5207199857094369280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5207199857094369280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5207199857094369280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-wanna-just-hide-in-corner-and-cry-my.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-1137580739177756209</id><published>2007-02-06T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:21:39.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.tired.lethargic.moodless.puzzled.nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Yawns. It feels so long since i had a peaceful sleep...&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s B'div jiayou. I believe if we want, we will. Be a fighter an have that sprit. Like what "she" said, we're not girls known to be such weaklings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-1137580739177756209?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/1137580739177756209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=1137580739177756209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/1137580739177756209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/1137580739177756209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/02/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-820377053273933207</id><published>2007-02-05T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:10:08.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH!!!!! AND DAREN WON SUPERSTAR. YAY. HAPPY HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SINGAPORE WON THAILAND clinching the Asean Champs once again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-820377053273933207?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/820377053273933207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=820377053273933207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/820377053273933207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/820377053273933207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-and-daren-won-superstar.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-5270982037803873070</id><published>2007-02-05T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:48:34.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I apologise~!&lt;br /&gt;Almost a week since i last post.&lt;br /&gt;And yeh i was busy and stuffs plus bro hogged onto the comp like 90% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;So well well.&lt;br /&gt;Victory against GV. 20-24.&lt;br /&gt;But performance was really bad.&lt;br /&gt;I know we were kind of a let down.&lt;br /&gt;Will do well in tmr's match against Coral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things happened.&lt;br /&gt;I got misunderstood again. I don't understand why izzit always me.&lt;br /&gt;And being misunderstanded in the most unexpected way.&lt;br /&gt;it's just irritating when you get misunderstanded and you cannot do anything to explain.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not posting anything esle further. Maybe when i get more inspired to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-5270982037803873070?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/5270982037803873070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=5270982037803873070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5270982037803873070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5270982037803873070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-apologise-almost-week-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-5523309679797694070</id><published>2007-02-05T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T22:15:10.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name 10 people you can think of right now.&lt;br /&gt;Don't read the qns below until you write the names of all 10 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;This is a lot more fun if u actually randomly list the name. No cheating!&lt;br /&gt;1. Pearlyn&lt;br /&gt;2. Khairunnisa&lt;br /&gt;3. Weening&lt;br /&gt;4. Grace&lt;br /&gt;5. Mayling?&lt;br /&gt;6. Jewel&lt;br /&gt;7. Denise&lt;br /&gt;8. Winnie&lt;br /&gt;9. Liqiang?&lt;br /&gt;10.Weimin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How'd u meet 3?- Prmary school. (:&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you had never met number 1?- I'll be bored! Glad to meet her can. (:&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 6 and 2 were going out?- Laugh. It'll be weird laa.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen 4 cry?-Hmm.. In my memories... I think so. :D But she's strong.&lt;br /&gt;Where did you meet number 10?- Secondary one. Good entertainer.&lt;br /&gt;How do you know 8?- We were in the same class in Sec 1. But i got to know her better in Secondary two and more aft she came into netball.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about 7?- Rich kid.&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 5 confessed they loved you?- Weird lor! xD&lt;br /&gt;A fact/or something about 9?- He's L.&lt;br /&gt;Who is 2 going out with?- hahhaa. SHE'S GOING OUT WITH ME. She's not avaliable.&lt;br /&gt;What does 4 do for a living?- Erm. Having her holidays now i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever live with number 8?- Hmmm. Have to consider seriously. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Where does 3 live?-Pasir Ris.&lt;br /&gt;What do you like about number 1?-Always being there for me. (But please go out with me more often.) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(an extra qns)What do you know abt number 1?-White, Pretty, Fencer, Moodswing queen. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Is 6 your best friend?- lol. ok ok la. but we hang out together. :D&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss number 3?- Pukes. I see her everyday except weekends. haha.&lt;br /&gt;What is your opinion of number 5?- Maths craze.&lt;br /&gt;Is 10 a power ranger?- Yes in terms of height. But no in terms of skills. haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Random post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-5523309679797694070?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/5523309679797694070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=5523309679797694070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5523309679797694070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5523309679797694070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/02/name-10-people-you-can-think-of-right.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-2819703979759898163</id><published>2007-02-01T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T21:04:53.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DECLARE MY BLOG ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;It's still alive if yall are wondering.&lt;br /&gt;Just didn't have the time to blog recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, quite a number of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;Monday our game with Bedok South was a victory.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we lost to Geylang Methodist.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday our C'div won Tanjong Katong Girls.&lt;br /&gt;Friday's match have yet been played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was a bad game. Sigh. Almost everyone was under performing.&lt;br /&gt;We've tomorrow's game to redeem ourselves. No more of a letdown.&lt;br /&gt;Go PRC netball. Have the sprit of a fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Juniors match today was like freaking scary.&lt;br /&gt;They won by 2 pts.&lt;br /&gt;I hope they win all the way to their finals. Jiayou! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Nth much happened ler lo. Don't really have the mood to blog now.&lt;br /&gt;Just a small update on netball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-2819703979759898163?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/2819703979759898163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=2819703979759898163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/2819703979759898163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/2819703979759898163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-declare-my-blog-alive_01.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-990933569145990715</id><published>2007-01-26T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T21:02:54.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of our Study camp has ended. Today was alright just that we have this particular speaker who was the most boring one. Had this DISC personality test taken and i was S. Some of them really quite true lor. But it's said one of the job possibility my personality will lead me to take is a funeral director. lol. Totally Kewl. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's trip to NYP is Super dumb can.&lt;br /&gt;The "tour guide" was a very unqualified one. I doubt he even know where he is going laa.&lt;br /&gt;First, we went up to some funny place which i dunno what it is. Then we just sat to watch this "campus buzz" which was a dumb programme hosted by the NYP students.&lt;br /&gt;Aft that we just walked downstairs to have a cup of milo and went up again(which means we just climbed down the stairs to have a cup of milo.) to view the nursing course which i wasn't very interested in. Or rather i never ever thought of choosing. Heh, first im scared to see like other ppl's blood, plus i sarks in science can? We were going to see the School of Design, which im very interested in but since some of our classmates wanna go Nursing, i just went along la. but the thing is when we arrived, EVERYBODY was so restless can, and the smell, oh my goodness. so we just walked in and right out aft we viewed some of the facilities. ANYWAY, the thing is, the tourguide was supposed to bring us to the Design School, but apparantly, he just brought us to some "infomation technology" place which ALL OF US were so not interested too. I mean like c'mon la. We're from a arts and humans class, and he brought us to these not interesting courses. Then, nvm. We were like asking WHEN ARE WE GOING TO THE DESIGN SCHOOL?! and he said, huh? Design school ah? we have to walk very far leh, climb this stairs climb that stairs blar blar blar... and we went," IT'S OKAY! WE STILL WANNA GO. " So ended up we went... and we just took a feww steps in the design school then we had to go take the bus back to school. DUMB LOR. It's like the trip to Nanyang is so redundant. I could've spent it sleeping at home than going to some place which i didn't learn ANYTHING at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Nevermind. Had a moment of bad mood today. kinda showed my temper to my friends. Haiya. I couldn't control lor. It just came. sorry aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's wrong with me recently. Like get sleepy damn easily laa. And keep having giddy spells. Wonder if there's anything wrong with me laa. So scary can.&lt;br /&gt;And having trng tmr in the morning. I hope my ankle doesn't acts up. I still hate that "Angmoh" girl in Broadrick. My ankle until now inside still pain laa. Irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Aye. these keep days keep raining. makes the whole day so laid-back an to an extent, sian. hope the weather is good tmr. :D GO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight peeps.&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-990933569145990715?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/990933569145990715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=990933569145990715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/990933569145990715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/990933569145990715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/01/alrighty.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-1395851805848826296</id><published>2007-01-25T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T21:56:56.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gonna have a REALLY short post today.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling damn sleepy. Don't know why either. Just wanna get to bed and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's trip to Swensens was wow. We had to climb the stairs to get to the third level where Swensens at Plaza Sing is located. And cause our class went in first, my table was the first table to get served. whoooohooo. We had an appetizer;mushroom soup then the main course;Fish and chips then the last, dessert;chocolate ice-cream. Well well, quite fulling but what really made me felt full was the laughter i had laa. So many jokes were crarked. One of the funniest one..&lt;br /&gt;Edmund's plate only left with the chicken and Jonan's plate left with the fries. So i told Weening, "So funny, ppl normally finishing eating the chicken first then the fries, Edmund plate left one chicken no more fries." Edmund overheard and said," I don't like to eat fries." Me, "Then where's your fries?" riiiight. Nvm, i understand the joke can already. xD&lt;br /&gt;When back to school for Chem remedial. Damn boring. blar blah blar.. Went to timepark slack AWHILE then headed home le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. Thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;NYP open house tmr. I'm going. heh. :D at least this can make up for not going TP's. huahuahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-1395851805848826296?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/1395851805848826296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=1395851805848826296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/1395851805848826296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/1395851805848826296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/01/gonna-have-really-short-post-today.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-5771890206174454517</id><published>2007-01-24T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:33:38.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CHANGED MY BLOGSKIN!&lt;br /&gt;ISN'T IT &lt;strong&gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/strong&gt;? ( Say it is before i give you a slap accross your face. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;I totally love it. MANY THANKS to grace. :D much loves.&lt;br /&gt;I feel quite accomplished thou. I edited like so many things on the template which i'm quite surprise i know how to. :D (actually not much but i STILL feel accomplished. (:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't turn up for school yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to head for the doctor as my headache kept coming back. So shitty. It has happened quite a few times aleady but i wasn't bothered to look for a doctor. Okay Okay, I've only got myself to blame. Anyway, i think i missed out quite alot of stuff in my absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Denise passed me a Thick set of homework today. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Training seemed to be really stressed out yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Juniors won PLMGS. Yay, 3cheers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So well, many not much laaa. But it seems like alot &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aye, Today was the start of our study camp.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday Thursday and Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess it didn't go too badly, just a tad little too boring.&lt;br /&gt;We just had lectures blar blah blar..&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer was kinda humorous.&lt;br /&gt;And i got tricked with the "following instructions WS".&lt;br /&gt;Whereby, the first qns said, " Read All instructions before doing anything. "&lt;br /&gt;and the Second Qns," Write you name blarx3..."&lt;br /&gt;and the Third...&lt;br /&gt;And the Fourth...&lt;br /&gt;Fifth...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Last Qns was," Now Answer only Qns 2."&lt;br /&gt;Quite dumb laa. So irritating, i kept doing and doing and NOBODY told me to stop. That's what you call friends eh? lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The nauseous feeling and headache came back aft recess. I ate the medicine alr, so that shows that the medicine the Sh*t doctor gave was USELESS. Anyway, tahan-ed with it and stayed back in school with Pearlyn, Weening and Jewel for a while. Headed to the town park soon after as Pearlyn had some issues to settle.. Okay. I did some Spastic actions with Weening in the toliet at the park. :D Weening brought the topic up first, abt those drama where those "police" always kick the toliet door to see if there's anybody inside, y'know, holding on to the gun..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/Rbdfqapnv6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Tg-sXGcHASY/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023589091668115362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/Rbdfqapnv6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Tg-sXGcHASY/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, Weening was like "preparing to go kick"..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/Rbdf-qpnv7I/AAAAAAAAABY/n5qM4HWcOCM/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023589439560466354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/Rbdf-qpnv7I/AAAAAAAAABY/n5qM4HWcOCM/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Actually, she looked more scared to see if there's anybody inside.&lt;br /&gt;(and notice, the direction the door is going.) haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking at her poor performance, I decided to show my poweress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/Rbdf-qpnv8I/AAAAAAAAABg/NektV7tQAW0/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023589439560466370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/Rbdf-qpnv8I/AAAAAAAAABg/NektV7tQAW0/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, quite unglam. but the effects came out quite well. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;SEE WEENING, that's what i call PROFESSIONALISM. HEH HEH HEH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, WHILE Pearlyn was settle her issues, Me and Weening was trying to reminise the past..&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't take photo of ourselves playing the see-saw.. So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/Rbdhfqpnv_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/l3xQpLbJTUg/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023591106007777266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/Rbdhfqpnv_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/l3xQpLbJTUg/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(that's weening.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/Rbdhfapnv-I/AAAAAAAAABw/wpszxvs4w3Q/s1600-h/Smiles.009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023591101712809954" style="CURSOR: hand" height="122" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/Rbdhfapnv-I/AAAAAAAAABw/wpszxvs4w3Q/s320/Smiles.009.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(and that's me.)&lt;br /&gt;[P.s. i know i'm not supposed to move my leg ard too much. But i knew my limits. Don't worry ppl.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, it was fun. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Pearlyn managed to settle everything well. So it was good.&lt;br /&gt;Went home aft that and have been spending my time infront of the comp fiddling with my NEW blogskin. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aight, there's a trip to take our Lunch tmr at SWENSENS for our study camp. It's part of learning DINING manners. Well well, i don't care. As long as there's food. hehheh. Such a glutton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me too much people, thou I'll. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Btw, just a little bit of bitching before i go.&lt;br /&gt;MSN SARKS. The problem cropped up AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;And now i HAVE TO appear offline if not my MSN will get cut off/disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;IRRITATING &lt;em&gt;LOR&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/27960121-5771890206174454517?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/5771890206174454517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=5771890206174454517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5771890206174454517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5771890206174454517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-changed-my-blogskin-isnt-it-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/Rbdfqapnv6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Tg-sXGcHASY/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-6578188216542231824</id><published>2007-01-22T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:32:57.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grace is done with my new blogskin!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm like so excited to switch to it. It looks superb.&lt;br /&gt;But still need her help for &lt;strong&gt;abit&lt;/strong&gt; of corrections.&lt;br /&gt;So will get it uploaded once it's settled.&lt;br /&gt;She uploaded it in blogskin, and wrote dedicated to me.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. So honoured.&lt;br /&gt;But it's no longer i'll be the only one using it.&lt;br /&gt;Darn.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today's match with Broadrick was good.&lt;br /&gt;Managed to clinch a good score which was somewhat acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;Still, It could've been better.&lt;br /&gt;Screw the oppo center during the 3rd quarter.&lt;br /&gt;She tripped me 2 times and i wanted to get my revenge.&lt;br /&gt;Little did i realise she tripped me again and that hurt ankle acted up. No chance to take revenge. Grr. Irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think it's like ok now. Just that it hurts a little more than before. Yehh. RECOVER LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, i think im so gonna fail the phy test. Its difficult.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope i don't get a red mark. LIKE REALLY RED.&lt;br /&gt;Aight. Am heading to do the Eng letter correction now.&lt;br /&gt;Having a test tmr on Letter Of Application too.&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Goodnight. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers to all PRC netballers.&lt;br /&gt;Fight.Conquer.Dominate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-6578188216542231824?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/6578188216542231824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=6578188216542231824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/6578188216542231824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/6578188216542231824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/01/grace-is-done-with-my-new-blogskin-im.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-3203478141461800082</id><published>2007-01-21T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:25:24.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since I'm free.......&lt;br /&gt;Shall post up this and the lyrics when i felt meaningful and somehow, linking to my current thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel Bedingfield&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Never gonna leave your side&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_1" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" flashvars="id=1&amp;filepath=http://wayofliahd.free.fr/radio.blog/sounds/Daniel Bedingfield - Never Gonna Leave Your Side.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#666666;new_tracks:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I feel like&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;a song &lt;strong&gt;without&lt;/strong&gt; the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A man &lt;strong&gt;without&lt;/strong&gt; a soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A bird &lt;strong&gt;without&lt;/strong&gt; its wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A heart &lt;strong&gt;without&lt;/strong&gt; a home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I feel like a knight &lt;strong&gt;without&lt;/strong&gt; a sword&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The sky &lt;strong&gt;without&lt;/strong&gt; the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;cos you are the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I feel like a ship beneath the waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A child &lt;strong&gt;who's lost&lt;/strong&gt; its way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A door &lt;strong&gt;without&lt;/strong&gt; a key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A face &lt;strong&gt;without&lt;/strong&gt; a name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I feel like a breath &lt;strong&gt;without&lt;/strong&gt; the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And every day's the &lt;strong&gt;same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;since you've gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I gotta have &lt;strong&gt;a reason&lt;/strong&gt; to wake up in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You used to be the one that put a &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt; on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;There are no words that could describe how I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I miss you everyday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and I'm never gonna leave your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and I'm never gonna leave your side again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;still holding on girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I won't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;cos when I'm lying in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I know I'm home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;They tell me that a man can lose his mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Living in the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recalling times gone by&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And crying in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know I've wasted half the time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I'm on my knees again'till you come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gotta have a reason to wake up in the morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You used to be the one that put a smile on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There are no words that could describe how I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and I miss you everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;and I'm never gonna leave your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;and I'm never gonna leave your side again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;still holding on girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I won't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I lay my head against your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I know I'm home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I know I'm home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I know I'm home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;and I'm never gonna leave your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;and I'm never gonna leave your side again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;still holding on girlI won't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;cos when I'm lying in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know I'm home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-3203478141461800082?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/3203478141461800082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=3203478141461800082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/3203478141461800082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/3203478141461800082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/01/since-im-free.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-5815301593292417424</id><published>2007-01-21T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T15:20:39.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, Thurdays was a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Kallang and the rain came, heavy.&lt;br /&gt;So discouraging.&lt;br /&gt;Both B'div and C'div games are postponed till i don't know when.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the game against HSC was a Victory.&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers to PRC. Aye. But i believe we can do it even better. Jiayou.&lt;br /&gt;Next game is scheduled on Monday. A 3o'clock game. i guess it'll be pretty rush.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that my leg has recovered. I really wanna play.&lt;br /&gt;Talking abt my leg, Mum brought me to this Sinsei in Hougang ytd.&lt;br /&gt;It's at this HDB flat, so ya kinda scary. Pain i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i hope it recovers fast. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, was supposed to have tuition just now, but the tutor didn't turn up. So wanted to do self-study but apparantly i realised that i forgot to bring my notes home when I'm like having a blardy physics test tmr. And i've maths hw, but i didn't bring my txtbk home too. I need to do the English letter correction too and needless to say, i left the marked piece in the English file(in sch).&lt;br /&gt;Oh, screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, im not getting a crap abt what Mr Azhar is talking abt in class. Maybe yes but onl a little. He goes like a bullet train. Just a little slower than Ms Chua's. Argh. i seriously need to do revision on my own soon. CT is coming in less then 2 weeks. Sigh Sigh Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-5815301593292417424?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/5815301593292417424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=5815301593292417424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5815301593292417424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5815301593292417424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/01/well-thurdays-was-disaster.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-4734339836993890225</id><published>2007-01-17T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T08:15:16.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weather has turned for the better these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Less dark clouds, less rain, less Thunder and less lightnings.&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Only slight drizzles came ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, the sky will be just all nice for our thurs match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like our current classroom in 4/5.&lt;br /&gt;It's so tempermental. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to say, when the weather's very hot, ITS DAMN STUFFY. (plus we don't have fans, you can't blame us, our home tutor ain't doing anything to help either.)&lt;br /&gt;And when the weather is very cold, ITS DAMN CHILLY.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, if this keeps going on, blowing hot and cold hot and cold, im gonna get sick one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i miss 3/5's red tables.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times when me and weening kope the only 2 gray chairs to replace the yellow ones. (everyone has it now.)&lt;br /&gt;I miss our very new whiteboard which has followed us for year 2006.&lt;br /&gt;The painting on the wall,"You'll never walk alone."(written by Weeching, liverpool's slogan)&lt;br /&gt;I miss the teachers, except a few laa.&lt;br /&gt;Urm..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the purple paint at the back wall.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way the classroom smell. okay. Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Screw three4'07. They repainted the classrooms already. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer 3/5 to 4/5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Heading to school already.&lt;br /&gt;And to those who're still suaku, i now head school at 9 every wed. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-4734339836993890225?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/4734339836993890225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=4734339836993890225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/4734339836993890225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/4734339836993890225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/01/weather-has-turned-for-better-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-4672068166310652031</id><published>2007-01-16T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T20:22:00.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was thinking of changing to a new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;But haven't found a nice one thou.&lt;br /&gt;Grace offered to custom-made one for me.&lt;br /&gt;How nice of her eh? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it'll be done soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to the Sinseh as my leg swelled aft the sprain on Sat.&lt;br /&gt;It's dumb. I totally sprained it at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;Not very serious laa. But only aft the end of this week i can run again.&lt;br /&gt;Right. So that means i'm gonna miss two games of East Zone.&lt;br /&gt;Grr. So irritating. Stupid leg. Better get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;And since Monday, ppl have been asking me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;"Aiyo! What happened to your leg? Why like everytime see your leg likdat one?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Sprain lor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;"How?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shows the movement of spraining an ankle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;"No no! I mean how you will sprain until de!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"OH... Netball lor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I kept repeating until i'm sian-ed.&lt;br /&gt;But thanks for the concern peeps. (: Love yall lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new school song was played on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Rofl. It's darn funny.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. How unique lor. Birds tweeting at the start and at the ending.&lt;br /&gt;HOW UNIQUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, from now on, we'll be like having FOUR STRAIGHT periods with Miss W__n.&lt;br /&gt;And that equals to 2hrs and 20 mins. AND that's a LONG time. Was like gonna doze off but can't. And i realise smth, She likes to pick on those who she CAN pick on. Oh and that's probably shown to frighten our classmates but apparantly, no results. Like Hello, We're not the only one who isn't paying attention, practically the WHOLE class was doing their own stuffs and she just tried to pick on us. FURTHERMORE, we were really sharing the god damn CME book and you've to make such a racket. AT LEAST IM TRYING TO SHARE, not like some others who don't even bother. So dumb. Eventually, she also gave up on giving instructions altogether and just wrote on the board what we've to complete. Simply ridiculous. Aight. Enough of bitching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art has been a Killer. I've been dragging the homework for days already and i'm still not done with it. Have yet started on the research for O's but will soon i guess. I'm like having a brain block. No inspirations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game's starting on this Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;YOU GO GIRLS.&lt;br /&gt;We shall dominate. And people, await for our arrival. :D&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Don't know what's wrong with people recently, everybody doesn't seem to be in the best of mood. Or izzit me being too sensitive? Weird..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-4672068166310652031?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/4672068166310652031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=4672068166310652031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/4672068166310652031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/4672068166310652031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-was-thinking-of-changing-to-new.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-9010568621373276441</id><published>2007-01-13T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T15:10:05.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>East Zones are coming like in a week!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited-scared-paranoid-anxious-and-lookingforward to it.&lt;br /&gt;It's probably starting next Friday for our Round 1 at KNC.&lt;br /&gt;Altogether there're 7 schools in a group and i really hope our grouping this year is a good start.&lt;br /&gt;The rainy season has came back recently. It's been raining since Wednesday morning till now. Training has been irritating especially because of the wet ground. Got myself a new Addidas court shoes. Have long wanted to get a new pair to replace the Oasics one. So i'm happy. Talking about trng, i sprained my right leg just now. (hey, at least it's not the left one.) Still feels pretty painful now. Hopefully it can recover before the comp starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been all around the same this week. Sec 4 life feels really hectic. The homework seems to be never-ending. My weekend assignments are like alot? Just looking at it already make me feel sian 1/2 le. Anyway, i think i will be researching on the topic At Play for Art. It seems like At Play is the topic i'm more interested in laa. At Play can be quite a challenge as there's various ways to develop. Ahh. Sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i better manage my time well if not i won't be able to cope. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye and have a nice weekend peeps. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-9010568621373276441?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/9010568621373276441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=9010568621373276441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/9010568621373276441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/9010568621373276441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/01/east-zones-are-coming-like-in-week-im.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-3326652453449931137</id><published>2007-01-10T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T21:10:17.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey peeps.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't blogged sinced school started.&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;First thing first, &lt;strong&gt;School&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They have announced that their stand on bring handphones have changed.&lt;br /&gt;I guessed everybody should have known by now.&lt;br /&gt;Phones can be brought, but can only be used in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i still feel weird looking at people bringing out their handphones Legally. Somehow already used to hiding it around.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, although i think this change in rules made everyone happy lar. But then again, sometimes i bring my phone, i don't know why the hell i brought it to school when i don't have to use it. Dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway&lt;/strong&gt;, the school timetable have also changed. We'll be reporting at 9am to school on Wednesdays as from now onwards. We had just experienced it the first time today. It was cool. First time we're reporting to school later then usual. (: Also, our PE have been moved down to the aftn. The sun is darn hot i tell you. Seriously HOT. i think my bums was like 1/4 cooked while sitting on the basketball court listening to Mr San's talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lastly&lt;/strong&gt;, many of our teachers have changed. Come to think of it, we have like 4 HODs teaching my class. Which is a good thing of course.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs See teaching us Maths. Was pretty afraid of her at first. But now, it's better already. Her sarcastic remarks was kinda entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Mr Collins is teaching us Physics. The way he talk is "funny". Ya. And the lame jokes he is TRYING to crack is really lame. Like saying something wrongly on PURPOSE. lol. joke.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, not forgetting Mr Azhar teaching us History. It's ALOT better compared to last time. At least he makes the class go HAHA. Thou he teaches quite fast at times. Our hist class have combined with 4/4. It's alright, just that it's a little packed now. Aye.&lt;br /&gt;AND the mighty Mr Razak. The arty teacher. Same as last year but anyhows, we just received our Exam questions for Os. Hmm, haven't really think about it but the questions look pretty tough. Or rather, surprising. Never came across it before.&lt;br /&gt;We got Ms Chua back as our SS cum Geog Teacher! Its good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools really busy nowadays. Have been trying to finish up all my homeworks and somehow, i just feel that i've become more hardworking. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-3326652453449931137?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/3326652453449931137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=3326652453449931137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/3326652453449931137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/3326652453449931137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-3172889572497559942</id><published>2007-01-01T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T11:53:22.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="325" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IZG7Vg-Gehg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IZG7Vg-Gehg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this song like hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-3172889572497559942?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/3172889572497559942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=3172889572497559942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/3172889572497559942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/3172889572497559942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/01/love-this-song-like-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-7610162756766536805</id><published>2007-01-01T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T11:41:51.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another one of Xiao Zhu's MV.&lt;br /&gt;幸福獵人 by 羅志祥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oyQFlw1VhnY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oyQFlw1VhnY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-7610162756766536805?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-5671297096853795749</id><published>2007-01-01T11:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T11:34:10.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IsPEhMF-Lw0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IsPEhMF-Lw0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gosh. I somehow feels like he's super kewl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good dance. Watch it peeps. (especially the last part)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-5671297096853795749?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/5671297096853795749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=5671297096853795749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5671297096853795749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/5671297096853795749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-8588903051836239995</id><published>2007-01-01T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T10:49:29.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy New year everyone. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-8588903051836239995?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/8588903051836239995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=8588903051836239995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/8588903051836239995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/8588903051836239995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-8461388477812357137</id><published>2006-12-28T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T23:55:53.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LALALALLA.&lt;br /&gt;So long since i last post.&lt;br /&gt;Lazy, plus smth's wrong with my internet connection. Maybe something to do with the earthquake in Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight. Hey ppl.&lt;br /&gt;School is like reopening REAL REAL REAL SOOON.&lt;br /&gt;In less than A WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;Omg.&lt;br /&gt;And what's the most shocking thing?&lt;br /&gt;We've got a wonderful Home Tutor for my class.&lt;br /&gt;Too Good that i cannot believe it.&lt;br /&gt;Before school even reopens, my heart to study already sian 1/2.&lt;br /&gt;And and, i hope everything goes well next year, and nth goes wrong when i'm having my Maths lessons. Its the fearful Mrs See. Scared already? Argh. So dead man. No more "referencing" of holiday homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;*looks up to the sky and prays nth goes wrong*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Sleeeeeeeeeeeep is impt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care People.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get sick aye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-8461388477812357137?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/8461388477812357137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=8461388477812357137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/8461388477812357137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/8461388477812357137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/12/lalalalla.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-4985440412181422160</id><published>2006-12-22T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T23:48:58.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STRESSED OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, SAVE ME AND TELL ME WHAT TO DO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-4985440412181422160?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/4985440412181422160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=4985440412181422160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/4985440412181422160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/4985440412181422160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/12/stressed-out.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-7909378793346255910</id><published>2006-12-20T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:33:39.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bonjour!&lt;br /&gt;Pictures today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the completed picture of the painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RYkLsq8oDeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0zCWYQYJcRQ/s1600-h/Evan%27s+painting+6..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010548922497109474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RYkLsq8oDeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0zCWYQYJcRQ/s320/Evan%27s+painting+6..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just looking at it the hardwork was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;(Btw, Elmo has a nice smell. I meant the paint. Really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;Second, group photo taken with Wendy Tan aft the Northvista Friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RYkLsa8oDcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qaIghvccH1c/s1600-h/Penguin+toot006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010548918202142146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RYkLsa8oDcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qaIghvccH1c/s320/Penguin+toot006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment was like pretty paiseh can.&lt;br /&gt;She's the coach of our opponent and we took photo with her? --" hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, The group photo taken at Toa Payoh Stadium aft watching 4 nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RYkLsa8oDdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZDqlf_apBPE/s1600-h/Prcs+4..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010548918202142162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RYkLsa8oDdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZDqlf_apBPE/s320/Prcs+4..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I last blogged on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday........&lt;br /&gt;I THINK i was at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday..................&lt;br /&gt;I THINK i was home too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was ZOO trip with the netballers!&lt;br /&gt;hahaaaaa. It was fun luh.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of dumb things happened.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself i must blog i must blog when i reach home!&lt;br /&gt;But when i'm home, i had to get the others to send me the photos taken before i can blog mar, more interesting you see. But few were online and also before i can get started, my bro was home already. No time. But anyway, even now, i got very little pictures. Have yet gotten the "photographers" to send me their works. So, to make up for it, i will blog a FULL post for the whole trip aft i've got everything ready. heh. &lt;s&gt;I sound like a busy business woman.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was home the whole day. SUPER bored. It rained the whole day too. SUPER cold. Bro hogged onto the comp and there was no programme on the TV. I tried to get started on my holiday homework but i couldn't. I just stared on the paper blankly. --" I know there's alotof hw ppl. I can't help it. But im not worrying THAT muchla. Except for art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, which is also today. Had training earlier in the day. The sun came back. The weather was like hot. My face feels hot. Anyway, i think i nidda buck up on more training already. Kinda. I have to admit that I'M short la. Not that i cannot do the stuffs the taller ones can, just that i have to work an extra mile for it. Face the fact lor, Confirm in B'div most of the centres will be taller than I am. Jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm lazing at home again.&lt;br /&gt;Will blog abt the Zoo trip soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-7909378793346255910?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/7909378793346255910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=7909378793346255910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/7909378793346255910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/7909378793346255910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/12/bonjour-pictures-today.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GKP_j1DfQQU/RYkLsq8oDeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0zCWYQYJcRQ/s72-c/Evan%27s+painting+6..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116617335720923222</id><published>2006-12-15T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T17:02:37.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Collide&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;Howie Day&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The dawn is breaking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A light shining through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're barely waking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm tangled up in you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm open, you're closed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where I follow, you'll go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I worry I won't see your face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Light up again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I somehow find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You and I collide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm quiet you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make a first impression&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even the stars refuse to shine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of the back you fall in time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I somehow find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You and I collide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't stop here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lost my place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm close behind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of the doubt that fills your mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You finally find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You and I collide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You finally find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You and I collide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You finally find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You and I collide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;______________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Addicted&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;Kelly Clarkson&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like you're a drug&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like you're a demon I can't face down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I'm stuck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I'm running from you all the time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know I let you have all the power&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like the only company I seek is misery all around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like you're a leech&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sucking the life from me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without you inside of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know I let you have all the power&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I realize I'm never gonna quit you over time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I can't see anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing but you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm addicted to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I can't think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without you interrupting me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've taken over me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I'm lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I'm giving up slowly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like you're a ghost that's haunting me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave me alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know these voices in my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are mine alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know I'll never change my ways&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I don't give you up now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I can't see anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing but you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm addicted to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I can't think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without you interrupting me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've taken over me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm hooked on you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need a fix&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't take it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just one more hit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise I can deal with it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll handle it, quit it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just one more time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then that's it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a little bit more to get me through this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm hooked on you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need a fix&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't take it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just one more hit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise I can deal with it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll handle it, quit it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just one more time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then that's it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a little bit more to get me through this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I can't see anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing but you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm addicted to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I can't think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without you interrupting me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've taken over me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116617335720923222?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116616957064016700</id><published>2006-12-15T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T15:59:30.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First things first,&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;To Qiuting, Too bad the pic doesn't load. Haha. You just don't have affinity with her. :D btw, are you feeling better already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Wee, FIRST, Stop playing my hits counter, or im either gonna take it off or reset it. Second, Why should Mr San change the sport to take since he's good at it? --" Don't be such an &lt;em&gt;gu niang,&lt;/em&gt; Do you mean guys can't teach netball? Or are you just that &lt;em&gt;suaku &lt;/em&gt;that you don't even know guys DO play netball. Tsktsktsk. And FYI, &lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;is alr out of school. dumb........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Amanda, I know it's Bai Zhan Bai Shen lar. I just didn't type it out. goon ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Zhong, I don't know abt the sunzi bing fa. I just know that there's such a phrase in the history in CHINESE LANGUAGE. So, yea. And btw when you asked me to play bball, i was outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To JJ, First, HELLO those netballers are representing their country la. Its would be WEIRDER if it was the other way round. --" Don't make yrself out to be so dumb when you wanna criticise abt my height can. AND, you're not that tall yourself. If you were to go, I'm &lt;strong&gt;SURE&lt;/strong&gt; that you'll be shorter too. Dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;Second, i don't think sandanam sounds like san-da-ma-de. Its totally no link can.&lt;br /&gt;THIRD, it's not part of yr tag, but just to tell you, i didn't copy yr smsing style? lol. I just wanna like get to bed. You left me laughing on my bed when i realised you actually believed. --" You nvr use brain one izzit? I am ALREADY typing likdat when i know you. AND, so what if you're also typing the same as me? lol. Who cares if its the same? Ah Doi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mabel, and AGAIN im telling you TingJun belongs to her parents. Riiiight. Please control yr emotions lest peeps think you are not straight. haha.&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Northvista's game's over. Long time before we get to another friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few days went on fine, we had some chilling out and slacked while doing paintings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/742321/Evan"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/735256/Evan%27s%20painting%201..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/454389/Evan"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/893088/Evan%27s%20painting%202..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/450038/Evan"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/681439/Evan%27s%20painting%203..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/506436/Evan"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/446609/Evan%27s%20painting%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/105301/Evan"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/177142/Evan%27s%20painting%205..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kewl huh, It looks Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight. Training today was tough.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the sun can.&lt;br /&gt;The night before till the next morning there was rain.&lt;br /&gt;When we went for training, the rain stipped, ground was dry.&lt;br /&gt;When we go out on the court, the sun comes. -scorching HOT.&lt;br /&gt;When we go for a water break, the clouds cover the sun. -Windy&lt;br /&gt;When we get back on, the clouds went away. -scorching hot again.&lt;br /&gt;When we ended training, the clouds came and there was a slight drizzle. -shiok.&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;em&gt;suay&lt;/em&gt; can we get?&lt;br /&gt;I tell you.. the sun was SERIOUSLY HOT.&lt;br /&gt;I AM BURNT.&lt;br /&gt;MY FEET HURTS.&lt;br /&gt;MY FINGER IS BREAKING.&lt;br /&gt;MY TOE FEELS CRAMPED.&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE IM IN A DESERT. (thou im in indoors now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, doesn't anybody knows how to treat a sprained finger? Other than going to the doctor or a sinseh. Please help. The finger is KILLING me. Its still looks like a pig's finger and the skin outside my joints are red. SOSSOSSOS. ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh, i feel so giddy............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116616957064016700?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116616957064016700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116616957064016700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116616957064016700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116616957064016700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/12/first-things-first-tag-replies-to.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116592843868556360</id><published>2006-12-12T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T21:00:39.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello again.&lt;br /&gt;An update on the happenings on my life,&lt;br /&gt;Went Novena's Adidas shop for a affordable sports shoe on Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing caught my eye thou.&lt;br /&gt;Went walking ard Novena and came across a 1 litre plastic bottle at NEWBALANCE i was planning to get for my training. And they only had RED which was just the right colour for me. So i got it. (and my bro lost my red Fila one. ):)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i literally DRAGGED Khai to Queensway shopping centre with me to get the FBT shorts i needed for the upcoming East Zone Competition. And, we saw LOTS of different branded ankle guards. And we decided to get this from PROSKIN. Don't know whether its good, but so far, all's fine.&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;Had friendly with Punggol Sec today.&lt;br /&gt;A dumb match. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;And i got myself a PIG'S FINGER.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the ball.&lt;br /&gt;My fourth finger is like.. SWOLLEN, RED, TIGHT, UNBENDABLE and PAINFUL.&lt;br /&gt;RECOVER SOON FINGER!&lt;br /&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;Northvista's Game coming up,&lt;br /&gt;Apparantly, all i know of NorthVista is that their coach is from The Singapore National Team, Wendy Tan. The Wing Attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/984262/WA,%20WD..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/827793/WA%2C%20WD..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(looks dominating.)&lt;br /&gt;(check out the WD. LESLEY ANNE DALL.)&lt;br /&gt;And NorthVista is Fourth is Their Zonal competition this year.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Fourth is the Peska Sukan(i dunno hwo to spell) carnival.&lt;br /&gt;Why am i saying so much abt them?&lt;br /&gt;As the chinese proverb goes, 知己知彼， 百战百_ (fill in the blank!)&lt;br /&gt;And that's what's gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/950594/Trophy..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/795303/Trophy..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go girls. (: Shoot it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116592843868556360?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116592843868556360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116592843868556360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116592843868556360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116592843868556360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-again.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116592075637313971</id><published>2006-12-12T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T20:27:01.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright.&lt;br /&gt;The 4 nations competition have come to an ending.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore emerged first.&lt;br /&gt;Followed by PNG(Papua New Guinea) 2nd,&lt;br /&gt;Scotland 3rd&lt;br /&gt;And Canada 4th.&lt;br /&gt;Some photos taken during FINALS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/100417/CANADA%20vs%20SCOTLAND%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/738309/CANADA%20vs%20SCOTLAND%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canada( in white and red ), Scotland( in purple jersey)&lt;br /&gt;and a short vid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjK7rNClDF4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/300140/PC090037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/104253/PC090037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore V.S PNG.&lt;br /&gt;I know its puny.. But just be glad that you caught a glimpse. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. 4th in place.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/260408/Canada%20o2..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/569079/Canada%20o2..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANADA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd.. goes to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/328332/Scotland%20o5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/297475/Scotland%20o5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCOTLAND!!! BELOVED SCOTLAND!!!&lt;br /&gt;(don't mind the slanted pic. I wasn't the camera man.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And SECOND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/225015/Papua%20New%20Guinea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/701665/Papua%20New%20Guinea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PNG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course... FIRST IS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/343813/Singapore..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/469213/Singapore..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out their trophys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/655821/Prizes%202..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/725862/Prizes%202..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GOLDEN BALLS.&lt;br /&gt;SO GRAND. SO BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Singapore team's Captain, Pearline Chan giving a Thank You speech aft the prize giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/172798/Pearline%20Chan,%20speech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/456957/Pearline%20Chan%2C%20speech.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I like her. I think she plays a GOOD centre.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course last but not least, the SINGPORE players grinning ear to ear taking the team picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/215620/Singapore,%20First..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/109964/Singapore%2C%20First..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Following are the photos taken with Players i think who're REALLY great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore players first,&lt;br /&gt;Name: &lt;strong&gt;Jean Ng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Date of Birth: 21.03.78&lt;br /&gt;Height: 174.5cm&lt;br /&gt;Playing Position: Goal Defence, Goal Keeper&lt;br /&gt;International Cap: 44 (number of times she represented Singapore.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/394632/Me%2C%20Jean%2C%20Minhui..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famous &lt;strong&gt;Jean Ng&lt;/strong&gt; who appears on every poster, leaflets, Bus stop advertisements blar blah blar.. And that's Minhui beside her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: &lt;strong&gt;Premila Hirubalan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.O.B: 17.08.82&lt;br /&gt;Height: 170.0&lt;br /&gt;Playing Position: Goal Defence, Goal Keeper&lt;br /&gt;International Caps: 33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/291799/Me,%20Premila,%20Wanlin..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/403475/Me%2C%20Premila%2C%20Wanlin..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not very pretty in this photo, but she's REALLY good.&lt;br /&gt;I think she has the highest level of elevation.&lt;br /&gt;And Wanlin's on the right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Chan &lt;strong&gt;Pearline &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.O.B: 21.08.79&lt;br /&gt;Height: 167.5&lt;br /&gt;Playing Position: Centre, Wing Attack&lt;br /&gt;International Caps: 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/391021/Me,%20Pearline,%20Wanlin..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/511016/Me%2C%20Pearline%2C%20Wanlin..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDOL. good centre. GOOD ok. I like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: &lt;strong&gt;Charlene Porima&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth: 23.11.77&lt;br /&gt;Height: 172.0cm&lt;br /&gt;Playing Position: Centre, Wing Defence&lt;br /&gt;International Caps: 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/886474/Wanlin,%20Charlene,%20Me..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/486590/Wanlin%2C%20Charlene%2C%20Me..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another GOOD centre. Aggresive and EFFECTIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Zhang Tingjun&lt;br /&gt;D.O.B: 27.08.82&lt;br /&gt;Height: 177.5cm&lt;br /&gt;Playing Position: Wing Defence, Goal Defence&lt;br /&gt;International Caps: 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/113186/Me,%20Ting%20Jun,%20Wanlin..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/651409/Me%2C%20Ting%20Jun%2C%20Wanlin..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty? Pretty hor! &lt;strong&gt;TingJun. &lt;/strong&gt;Tall player. and darn pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIGHT. Thats all with the Singapore players.&lt;br /&gt;Notice i didn't put any photos of Shooters. XD&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but i just don't take note of them.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and and and I LOVE SCOTLAND.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why.. But, i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/149443/Scotland%20o3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/204800/Scotland%20o3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[not all of them are present. (duh, there's only 6 players)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what's the special thing about them?&lt;br /&gt;Check this out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/169141/Scotland%20o2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/300363/Scotland%20o2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abit small but focus on their hair. Its all in buns OR is a short ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;Kewl eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my Favourite player from SCOTLAND,&lt;br /&gt;Plays: WingDefence, Centre&lt;br /&gt;Height: 176cm&lt;br /&gt;Age: 27&lt;br /&gt;Caps: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/815754/LESLEY!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/555005/LESLEY%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS LESLEY ANNE DALL!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;I have a photo with her but i dunno why i can't seem to upload it.&lt;br /&gt;So show you when i CAN upload it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. Thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116592075637313971?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116592075637313971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116592075637313971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116592075637313971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116592075637313971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/12/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116554701281661780</id><published>2006-12-08T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T11:03:32.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An update on the matches ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore won Scotland with a score of 44-37.&lt;br /&gt;Well done, but i thought the match was pretty tough.&lt;br /&gt;Defenders were good but the shooters went off form missing alot of shots.&lt;br /&gt;Also, the highlight of the match was when during the third quarter, the Scotland's WingDefence was called off for one of the centre pass. For what reason, im not very sure also, but i think its because she ignored the umpire's call for obstruction and continued to put up her hands.&lt;br /&gt;Papua New Guinea also won Canada, 54- 42. Didn't really concentrate thou cause we arrived late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something dumb happened to me yesterday. --"&lt;br /&gt;I was lost.&lt;br /&gt;The netballers were planning to meet at 201 before heading to Toa Payoh together. So when Khai asked me how i'll be heading to 201, i said i will go there in Bus 12. Then she told me, Bus 12 doesn't come 201 la. So i thought she was right cause i don't head 201 often. So i said, i'll take bus 21 then. Halfway thru the trip, i sensed that the bus was not going in the right direction! But i was so blur, i didn't got off until i was around the bus terminal. Darn. So when i got off, there wasn't any bus to bring me back to 201. I had to go to the bus stop opposite the library to take bus 8. Only after i reached, i realised that i cannot cross over because there was the railings blocking me over. So i had to walk all the way back again to cross the traffic light. When i reached the traffic light, bus 8 was already at the traffic light too. I can't go back to the previous bus stop cause i've missed bus 8 already. So, no choice, i ran ALL the way to the next bus stop. and i was just in time.&lt;br /&gt;Then, when we were at Toa Payoh, we had to &lt;em&gt;chiong&lt;/em&gt; across the road too, because bus 8 was already at the bus stop. I think it was a bus chasing day ytd.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;I AM VERY HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;Me, Khai and Zhu took picture with the Scotland players! I shook hands with 3 players, but i only recognise the WingDefence's face, got no idea who are the other 2. Lol. And and, we took photos with the WD herself too! So kewl right?!?!?! Will post up the photos when i get it from Zhu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116554701281661780?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116554701281661780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116554701281661780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116554701281661780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116554701281661780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/12/update-on-matches-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116547812478042970</id><published>2006-12-07T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:55:24.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/144740/bra%20code%201..gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/200/49345/bra%20code%201..png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/986223/bra%20code%202..gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/200/533447/bra%20code%202..png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/258469/bra%20code%203.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/200/535355/bra%20code%203.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/146889/bra%20code%204.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/200/14235/bra%20code%204.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/451782/bra%20code%205.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/200/803250/bra%20code%205.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/507365/bra%20code%206.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/200/665105/bra%20code%206.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/250264/bra%20code%207.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/200/714788/bra%20code%207.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/77075/bra%20code%208.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/200/745621/bra%20code%208.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/910832/bra%20code%209.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/200/175418/bra%20code%209.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/200/580874/bra%20code%2010.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/296839/bra%20code%2011.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/200/611683/bra%20code%2011.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/753059/bra%20code%2012..gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/200/78075/bra%20code%2012..png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. GUYS, Don't get turned on.&lt;br /&gt;Its just for laughs.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello folks.&lt;br /&gt;The 4 Nations Competition for netball have already started.&lt;br /&gt;6th December was the first round of games.&lt;br /&gt;Whereby, Singapore V.S Canada.&lt;br /&gt;Papua New Guinea V.S Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;Both matches were extremely well played.&lt;br /&gt;The movements were swift and Fast.&lt;br /&gt;Especially for the Singapore team.&lt;br /&gt;Their steps and timing were all made at the correct time and situation.&lt;br /&gt;Good Defending too.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore clinching a victory.&lt;br /&gt;As for Canada, well done too.&lt;br /&gt;Papua New Guinea are made up of very fast players. Being able to outrun the tall and stout Scottishs are a great accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;The match between them was a tough one.&lt;br /&gt;Scotland was leading by a few points from the first to the third quarter before having Papua New Guinea catching up and finally winning the match.&lt;br /&gt;The WingDefence was pretty rough. Many cases of contact was seen and some were not blown. Her way of playing really had brought me and my friends a good laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Will be heading Toa Payoh sports hall again today to catch Papua New Guinea against Canada at 6. Then Singapore against Scotland at 8. Looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the bus rides thou. Makes me feels nauseous. It takes around an hour to get there by bus and even longer by mrt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a giddy spell in the morning which caused me to head training late. Missed uite a couple of drills for defending.&lt;br /&gt;Time passes really fast. A blink of eye and the East Zonal Competition is already arriving. It seems like the last Competition had just ended. And this also means that after the Competiton, we have to start worrying for the O's preparation. Its already giving me goosebumps. Nevertheless, GO GIRLS. We can do it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, its time for the horrifying bus trip.&lt;br /&gt;See ya guys. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116547812478042970?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116547812478042970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116547812478042970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116547812478042970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116547812478042970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/12/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116521739048143632</id><published>2006-12-04T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T15:29:50.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am such a lazy.. donut.&lt;br /&gt;Riiight.&lt;br /&gt;Darn lazy these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Not doing homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;Not doing self-training.&lt;br /&gt;Not going out.&lt;br /&gt;Not helping with houseworks.&lt;br /&gt;Not blogging. (because i can't use the comp)&lt;br /&gt;So what did i do the past few days?&lt;br /&gt;1) eat.&lt;br /&gt;2) eat.&lt;br /&gt;3) eat.&lt;br /&gt;4) tv.&lt;br /&gt;5) tv.&lt;br /&gt;6) tv.&lt;br /&gt;7) dream.&lt;br /&gt;8) dream.&lt;br /&gt;9) dream.&lt;br /&gt;10) in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Keep yr comments.&lt;br /&gt;I know im a lazy donut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a list, i wanna do THESE before school starts again.&lt;br /&gt;A trip to Escape.&lt;br /&gt;Get my fbt shorts at Queensway.&lt;br /&gt;Buy a new pair of COMFORTABLE sport shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Get a new ankle guard.&lt;br /&gt;A outdoor trip to whatever place for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and get my basics done for sec 3 work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty.&lt;br /&gt;Training is on this week again.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday and Friday.&lt;br /&gt;TRAIN!&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE WAY.&lt;br /&gt;YOU GO GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;GET THE CHAMPION.&lt;br /&gt;FLY LIKE A &lt;u&gt;MAD MONKEY&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winnie's Chalet later on.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna eat eat eat eat, tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday ShingJiuan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116521739048143632?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116521739048143632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116521739048143632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116521739048143632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116521739048143632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-such-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116485393422270139</id><published>2006-11-30T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T10:34:37.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darn.&lt;br /&gt;O2jam cannot be logged in due to weekly maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;Currently song in training:&lt;br /&gt;Christmas memories NX3.&lt;br /&gt;Sonatine #8 EX3&lt;br /&gt;Out Of Control NX3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's training later.&lt;br /&gt;But there are symtoms of rain coming.&lt;br /&gt;rain, don't rain. rain, don't rain.&lt;br /&gt;okay okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;rain rain rain come then go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, escape is selling tickets at six bucks.&lt;br /&gt;It used to be sixteen bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Can't rmbr i saw on whose blog, saying escape is smart.&lt;br /&gt;Because they sell tickets at six during the raining season so they can earn more.&lt;br /&gt;Nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, its 10.31am alr.&lt;br /&gt;o2jam Maintenance over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116485393422270139?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116485393422270139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116485393422270139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116485393422270139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116485393422270139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/darn.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116480925769123427</id><published>2006-11-29T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T22:07:37.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye To You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Michelle Branch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things I've believed in&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get it over with&lt;br /&gt;Tears form behind my eyes&lt;br /&gt;But I do not cry&lt;br /&gt;Counting the days that pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching deep down in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm starting all over again&lt;br /&gt;The last three years were just pretend&lt;br /&gt;And I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to everything I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still get lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And it seems that I can't live a day without you&lt;br /&gt;Closing my eyes and you chase my thoughts away&lt;br /&gt;To a place where I am blinded by the light&lt;br /&gt;But it's not right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time&lt;br /&gt;I want what's yours and I want what's mine&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not giving in this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the stars fall&lt;br /&gt;I will lie awake&lt;br /&gt;You're my shooting star&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116480925769123427?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116480925769123427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116480925769123427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116480925769123427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116480925769123427'/><link 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But both B and C division, WE WON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey Dokey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116479886653284056?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116479886653284056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116479886653284056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116479886653284056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116479886653284056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-victory-we-won-stc-i-dunno-by-how.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116477050620657806</id><published>2006-11-29T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T11:39:46.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morning Folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos of the little toddlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/763295/Jovina..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/866932/Jovina..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/955808/Kehan..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/395752/Kehan..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOVINA! (the Sweetest) KEHAN.(the youngest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/1600/655298/Ashell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7627/2953/320/830037/Ashell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASHELL! (the cutest)&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again.&lt;br /&gt;So dumb ytd.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up not going anywhere to shop.&lt;br /&gt;Last minute, she was told that there was a friendly at Kallang. Bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Pangsehhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, i followed her to Kallang la. Since i had nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty scared at the beginning, that i'll be out of place cause all of them are wearing Renegades.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, it was alright la. Stuck ard and watch the matches.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't managed to greet Coach Vivian. Couldn't pluck up the courage to do so.&lt;br /&gt;The image of her scolding me last time STILL haunts me now and then. :x&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were on the way home in Bus 12(crowded), then there was this strange man(i think he's mad) kachiau-ing Adora. Damn funny la. First he went about saying please move in, cause people are alighting and we're blocking the space. Then, i dunno how he linked it to fat people. Didn't really catch what he said.&lt;br /&gt;When i heard again, he was saying,&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: "I'm alighting already blar blar blar... please study well.."&lt;br /&gt;Then, he suddenly linked it to saying, "I come from Thailand, how's my chinese? Accurate? Accurate right."&lt;br /&gt;Adora: *laughs* "err, hai hao." He kept on talking to her and Adora didn't know what to do. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;He continued talking without alighting, "Am i sexy? I am the sexiest person on the bus right?"&lt;br /&gt;Adora: *laughs with the I don't know what else to say look*&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: "last word! zai jian!"&lt;br /&gt;ROFL. Damn funny. Of course, the whole conversation was in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tired yesterday, don't know why. I didn't do anything either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a friendly with St Theresa later on in school. Hope everything goes well. Sun is scorching hot today. Please go down later......But don't rain ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suey thing no.1: Having a block nose now.&lt;br /&gt;Suey thing no. 2: No lunch yet.&lt;br /&gt;Suey thing no. 3: Sun too hot for later.&lt;br /&gt;Suey thing no. 4: Stomach upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Gotta go already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODLUCK!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeee.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116477050620657806?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116477050620657806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116477050620657806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116477050620657806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116477050620657806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/morning-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116463755028192976</id><published>2006-11-27T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:25:50.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A new skin.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Think i'll stick with it for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;Just that i don't like the font colour for my blog posts. It looks grayish.&lt;br /&gt;I want it black. Pure black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked at home the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Since morning, i've sitting right infront of the comp.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because of that, i'm feeling oh-so-giddy.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. Monday is the ONLY day where i can have the computer all to myself until 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Bro has school and rockclimbing until 9+.&lt;br /&gt;Woots. :D&lt;br /&gt;But, for Tues he doesn't have school AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really yearn to go Poly asap. Just love the schedules they have. Except some days it will be very tight lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like SO free nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;I watched finished the whole of GOONG princess hours vcdS on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Home the whole day today.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH. BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, but out there, there is just so many ppl with their whole holiday schedule booked.&lt;br /&gt;All planned out for their everyday activities while,(me) am here lazing her life away at home. Sounds pretty sad isn't it? So pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i don't wanna go out. Its just that i can't bring myself out of this house. I can't sense the security, the assurance if i am going out with "them". If you get what i mean that is.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how or what they think at all. After all those that happened, and all the "reunion", i STILL can't say i've got them back.&lt;br /&gt;I don't deny that initially, there was a motive in me getting back with them. But soon after, i realised it wasn't because of the motive i was back there again. But rather i just want that familiar voices i used to hear every morning and everyday before i leave school. I misses those days when we didn't thought of these things at all. I've let go those unhappiness, have you? Sigh. Just a sudden emo thought i've felt. Are all these part of growing up? If it is, i wanna stay a child forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANLIN'S catching up with me in o2jam!&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta chiong!&lt;br /&gt;Played o2jam ALOT today.&lt;br /&gt;LEVEL-ED up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i forgot to blog on SAT about my trip.&lt;br /&gt;I accompanied mummy to Tampines Library.&lt;br /&gt;The Childcare Centre's venue for their graduation day.&lt;br /&gt;(Btw, my mum works under the Infant care section)(And and, the babies are damn cute.)&lt;br /&gt;Anw, the children performance was OH MY GOD. Damn cute can.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad i didn't bring my camera that day. If not i could have took photos of their CUTE-NESS.&lt;br /&gt;But i have some in my phone thou.&lt;br /&gt;Already got Weening to upload for me.&lt;br /&gt;Will post it up as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading out tmr with Khai.&lt;br /&gt;Some workout at the gym then deciding on where to head for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe VIVO, Queensway, Marina, Ikea.. Ahh, maybe all!&lt;br /&gt;Finally. I'm FINALLY going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care ya peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Have a grrrrreat day tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwarks. (i don't know why i added this, but ya.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116463755028192976?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116463755028192976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116463755028192976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116463755028192976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116463755028192976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116450938687161587</id><published>2006-11-26T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T10:49:46.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAZY TO BLOG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116450938687161587?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116450938687161587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116450938687161587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116450938687161587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116450938687161587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/lazy-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116427152507093859</id><published>2006-11-23T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T16:45:25.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its sarks to have fast food for 3 continuous days.&lt;br /&gt;I had Mac on Tues,&lt;br /&gt;KFC on Wed and BK for Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;oh my oh my..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a friendly match with Haising today.&lt;br /&gt;Victory is to us!&lt;br /&gt;I played 1 quater and "slightly" sprained my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;Similar to the previous injury la.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be careful now. The ankle is damn loose alr.&lt;br /&gt;So ended up, i only play ONE quater.&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;BAHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting fact 1: Gonna have a Friendly with St Theresa on 29th Nov.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting fact 2: o2jam's Kalliope world is damn freaking FULL everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting fact 3: A new game called, Virtual Laguna Beach. Trying to Download it now.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting fact 4: The above(s) and very interesting isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116427152507093859?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116427152507093859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116427152507093859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116427152507093859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116427152507093859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-sarks-to-have-fast-food-for-3.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116401951053679783</id><published>2006-11-20T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T19:03:34.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came accross myspace and saw a fellow believer of Soka, apparantly, she's Kelly McClain.&lt;br /&gt;She made this song named "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo".&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't get hold of the song yet, so if yall is interested, you can go to her web and listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/kellymcclain"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/kellymcclain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lyrics are below.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you see the future&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know what your life can be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learn to chant and nurture&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And soon I know you ll see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a look in the mirror &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the joy of what you ll find &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The gift is yours to treasure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One in heart and mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nam Myoho Renge Kyo&lt;/strong&gt; Is the answer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nam Myoho Renge Kyo&lt;/strong&gt; Is the answer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Guitar solo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can be so happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In love, in life so free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learn to live the passion &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Open your heart you ll see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a look in the mirror &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the joy of what you ll find &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The gift is yours to treasure &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One in heart and mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Your Infomation:&lt;br /&gt;Nam&lt;br /&gt;The word nam derives from Sanskrit, a close translation of its meaning is "to devote oneself."&lt;br /&gt;Nichiren established the chanting of Nam-myoho-renge-kyo as a means to enable all people to put their lives in harmony or rhythm with the law of life, or Dharma.&lt;br /&gt;In the original Sanskrit, nam indicates the elements of action and attitude, and refers therefore to the correct action one needs to take and the attitude one needs to develop in order to attain Buddhahood in this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myoho&lt;br /&gt;Myoho literally means the Mystic Law, and expresses the relationship between the life inherent in the universe and the many different ways this life expresses itself.&lt;br /&gt;Myo refers to the very essence of life, which is "invisible" and beyond intellectual understanding.&lt;br /&gt;This essence always expresses itself in a tangible form (ho) that can be apprehended by the senses.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomena (ho) are changeable, but pervading all such phenomena is a constant reality known as myo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renge&lt;br /&gt;Renge means lotus flower.&lt;br /&gt;The lotus blooms and produces seeds at the same time, and thus represents the simultaneity of cause and effect.&lt;br /&gt;The circumstances and quality of our individual lives is determined by the particular of causes and effects, both good and bad, that we accumulate (through our thoughts, words and actions) at each moment.&lt;br /&gt;This is called our "karma".&lt;br /&gt;The law of cause and effect explains that we each have personal responsibility for our own destiny.&lt;br /&gt;We create our destiny and we can change it.&lt;br /&gt;The most powerful cause we can make is to chant Nam-myoho-renge-kyo, the effect of Buddhahood is simultaneously created in the depths of our life and will definitely manifest in time.&lt;br /&gt;The lotus flower grows and blooms in a muddy pond, and yet remains pristine and free from any defilement, symbolizing the emergence of Buddhahood from within the life of an ordinary person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyo&lt;br /&gt;Kyo literally means sutra, the voice or teaching of a Buddha.&lt;br /&gt;In this sense, it also means sound, rhythm or vibration.&lt;br /&gt;Also, the Chinese character for kyo originally meant the warp a piece of woven cloth, symbolizing the continuity of life throughout past, present and future.&lt;br /&gt;In a broad sense, kyo conveys the concept that all things in the universe are a manifestation of the Mystic Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary Practice&lt;br /&gt;Chanting Nam-myoho-renge-kyo is the primary practice of SGI members.&lt;br /&gt;Through this practice, one is able to reveal the state of Buddhahood in one's life, experienced as the natural development of joy, increased vitality, courage, wisdom and compassion.&lt;br /&gt;( Yes, im only at the primary state thou i'm a buddist since the day I'm born. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that are really good do the &lt;em&gt;Gongyo&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/py2HUM04RAQ" width="325" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its only the First Prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing huh.&lt;br /&gt;Please ignore the music of my blog tho.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm REALLY bored today.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfed the net, AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Goong%20-%20Shin%201..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Goong%20-%20Shin%201..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pavement paintings, really kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/coke.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/coke.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/waterfall.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/waterfall.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116401951053679783?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116372978474106144</id><published>2006-11-17T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T13:33:09.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, some photos as Grace requested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair turned out likdat..&lt;br /&gt;Back view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/me..0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="294" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/me..0.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blar. Its like super straight behind.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take the front. HAHA. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenery at genting was pretttttttty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Scenery%202..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Scenery%202..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Scenery%203..0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Scenery%203..0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Scenery%203..0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;And the air, Ah so fresh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Show you the fog. How strong it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Fog%201..0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Fog%201..0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Fog%204..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Fog%204..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the trees behind! Almost can't be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Fog%203..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Fog%203..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Fog%202..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Fog%202..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Fog%205..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Fog%205..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road is so blur, i was worrying for my Auntie when she was driving.&lt;br /&gt;Notice the headlights of the coming car. Tsk Tsk. Dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There There.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116372978474106144?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116372978474106144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116372978474106144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116372978474106144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116372978474106144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-some-photos-as-grace-requested.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116366384474719847</id><published>2006-11-16T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T15:57:26.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK. I AM BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS ME RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU TOO.. blog. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO FOLKS!&lt;br /&gt;IIIII AAMMMM &lt;strong&gt;BB&lt;/strong&gt;BBA&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;AAAC&lt;strong&gt;CC&lt;/strong&gt;CCKK&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;KK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;After five days, i'm finally back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Johore by public transport as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the saloon straight to have my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;Then, rebonding.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate rebonding, but have to do it in order to look "preettier".&lt;br /&gt;Sat there for HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;Hungry like shyt. (Oh, the bread from Lavendar is nice.)&lt;br /&gt;My hair looks like a bird nest now, except when i tie it up lar.&lt;br /&gt;And that was like my day on Sat.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;Took bus and headed to Genting.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER TEDIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;A SIX HOURS TRIP.&lt;br /&gt;CAN DIE AH.&lt;br /&gt;Especially so when I get carsick EASILY.&lt;br /&gt;Reached Genting around 2 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my Aunt.&lt;br /&gt;Went and walk around..&lt;br /&gt;They've really nice scenery.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed there for one night.&lt;br /&gt;Day 3.&lt;br /&gt;Heading down to Kuala Lumpur by bus AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Was hoping to take the cable car but Aunty could send us down by car.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, reached her house around 6-7 and just laid around and stayed there for the night.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, haha. i was bored than i saw the trackmill.&lt;br /&gt;I was like running running halfway then i realised abt my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;Damn dumb.&lt;br /&gt;Day 4.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tues was ah gong's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AH GONG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. cake candles meal at the restraunt all the nice nice words said.&lt;br /&gt;blar blah blar..&lt;br /&gt;Day 5.&lt;br /&gt;Took the 10 oclock bus back to Sg.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid bus ride again. nearly puked.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 8.&lt;br /&gt;Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOLS OVER!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY OVER.&lt;br /&gt;O-V-E-R!&lt;br /&gt;yipeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. I no mood to blog ler. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116366384474719847?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116366384474719847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116366384474719847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116366384474719847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116366384474719847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116320958495895732</id><published>2006-11-11T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T09:46:25.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Lets rewind back to Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a maths test abt drawing graphs ytd. I took quite a long time just to draw the frequency table, which is kinda dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy came to school ytd to meet my home tutor to get my results slip.&lt;br /&gt;I failed my Science and Elective.&lt;br /&gt;I think im no longer eligible for the Eagles award nomination.&lt;br /&gt;): All i have to blame is myself.&lt;br /&gt;They spoke only for awhile, cause they can't really converse in English. =x&lt;br /&gt;I agree that i'm just plain lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Ms R_____ also asked that i go and make an appointment for my mum with the principal to get approval for the trip to M'sia KL.&lt;br /&gt;She is like such a scaredy cat. Can't she just help me to speak first then ask me in, IF she really is in no position to help anymore.&lt;br /&gt;When i got to the clerk to make the appointment, she looked kinda stunned when i told her the reason. Gives me the feeling, " Do you have to meet the Principal for such a trival matter? "&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, when she told the Principal, he asked me in instead of waiting for my mum. He is a scary man. Well, kinda. He gave a nod in the end and told me to write a letter a valid reason.&lt;br /&gt;Phew.&lt;br /&gt;Thats not all, training was going well yesterday until a heavy downpour started.(bad omen)&lt;br /&gt;We sat indoors and played some games like current blar blah blar..&lt;br /&gt;when the rain stopped, we only had a few rounds of games and headed back home. But, halfway thru, i accidently twisted my ankle, not very serious but it hurts. Funny thing is, its the second time i sprain my ankle before heading M'sia, and its also always me losing my balance and spraining the leg by myself. Lucky thing is, everytime also not so serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things are like stopping my trip to M'sia. Lets just hope Nothing will happen over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home and had a peaceful night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, its early in the morning now, not that early but still early.&lt;br /&gt;Packed my bag already, but i don feel secured until i come and give my poor blog a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekend.&lt;br /&gt;(will be back on 15 Oct. if nth goes wrong la.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116320958495895732?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116320958495895732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116320958495895732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116320958495895732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116320958495895732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/todays-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116307817394416212</id><published>2006-11-09T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:17:46.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whats wrong with me today.&lt;br /&gt;I slept till 6.40 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Then rushed here and there ended up forgetting to wish my mummy happy birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sinned.&lt;br /&gt;Then, i felt like giddy in the morning. Don't know what's the reason either.&lt;br /&gt;Ate Pearlyn's "orange" tablet for headache.&lt;br /&gt;Helped thou.&lt;br /&gt;The sun was like freaking hot today during trng.&lt;br /&gt;But a slight shower helped.&lt;br /&gt;Phew, today's trng was kinda slack.&lt;br /&gt;cause we sat out most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Khai sprained her ankle.&lt;br /&gt;Poor girl, now she's got "no" ankle for both legs.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;BETTER GET WELL IN TIME FOR THE FRIENDLY MATCH LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i really wonder whats with "her".&lt;br /&gt;Just don understand how the hell she managed to "win" the others over. In such a sense that she can still be liked although she committed a offence.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH. Just hope she gets off my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHS test tml!&lt;br /&gt;lalallalaaa. i think i cannot make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116307817394416212?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116307817394416212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116307817394416212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116307817394416212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116307817394416212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/whats-wrong-with-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116298979805455236</id><published>2006-11-08T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T20:43:18.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bonjour.&lt;br /&gt;O lvl's have started since Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how has it been going on for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school have been pretty boring lately.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons lessons and lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Training on Tues.&lt;br /&gt;My toes hurting like freaking mad.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get a new shoe soon.&lt;br /&gt;But FIRRRST, find money.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Hist teacher have been changed, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;This time, its Mr Azhar.&lt;br /&gt;He teach alright lar.&lt;br /&gt;Abit loud, Abit fast.&lt;br /&gt;Than alright le.&lt;br /&gt;Heard from alot ppl he's good.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm nicknamed Donut in his class.&lt;br /&gt;KEWL.&lt;br /&gt;Played truth and dare today.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really wanna play at first so when they started playing, i was like nvr contribute much other than thinking of the things to do for a dare.&lt;br /&gt;If forfeit, that person has to pay ea 5oc.&lt;br /&gt;There are dares such as.. kissing the floor(pearlyn), Liqiang going up to Ms Woon saying she's oh so pretty and teaches very well with a sincere look. Weening sitting on the floor and whine.&lt;br /&gt;Funny laaa. I'm the most lucky one, cause i got 2.50 without having to fofeit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be heading M'sia this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Missing class on Mon Tues and Wed.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing alot from class lor.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Xin from goong is handsome.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116298979805455236?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116298979805455236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116298979805455236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116298979805455236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116298979805455236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/bonjour.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116269400338804635</id><published>2006-11-05T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T10:33:23.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, i forgot to add we saw this Woman called Jade from American next top model.&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, i don't even know its her, as in, i don't even watch that show.&lt;br /&gt;I only went, its a model! AHHH! i wanna take photo with a model too!&lt;br /&gt;But she look really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she's got a &lt;s&gt;damn attitude.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we didn't succeed in asking to take a photo with her after countless of chasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. I don't really mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116269400338804635?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116269400338804635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116269400338804635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116269400338804635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116269400338804635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-i-forgot-to-add-we-saw-this-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116269370311215932</id><published>2006-11-05T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T10:28:23.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess Qiuting's dead beat ytd.&lt;br /&gt;She was really busy going around running errands and stuffs that being a host have to do.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was alright except when there's this group of people who thought like they're some big shot and needs to be served with food when we're already busy enough. Okay, i shall not go into details.&lt;br /&gt;She looked really happy when she was cutting the cake. Awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling all upset yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;All the bad things just have to happen one by one at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;First, stupid brother.&lt;br /&gt;Second, Mummy screwed me over.&lt;br /&gt;Third, Them.&lt;br /&gt;Third, Her.&lt;br /&gt;Its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't these things be over once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;I want my life to be happy, cleared of all problems.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;But i know its not gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;As long as one is living, there's sure to be an unhappy thing going on.&lt;br /&gt;But, why is this so?&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go out today.&lt;br /&gt;But she can't make it.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck at home today i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116269370311215932?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116269370311215932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116269370311215932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116269370311215932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116269370311215932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-guess-qiutings-dead-beat-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116256005404152531</id><published>2006-11-03T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T21:20:54.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>D-E-A-D B-E-A-T.&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;Today was going on just like any other day.&lt;br /&gt;Foundation program, Training.&lt;br /&gt;My legs felt like it's gonna brrrrreak.&lt;br /&gt;Save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Qiuting's Birthday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Woooots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yaaaaaaa. I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Qiuting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Its was on the second of November.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired out.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116256005404152531?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116256005404152531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116256005404152531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116256005404152531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116256005404152531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/d-e-d-b-e-t.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116247182035773787</id><published>2006-11-02T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:55:57.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa, Training tday was, tough, tiring, aching, funny, interesting, happying and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, dead beat.&lt;br /&gt;Tired tired.&lt;br /&gt;There's another training tmr.&lt;br /&gt;And we are like starting even earlier.&lt;br /&gt;God. How to tahan. )':&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. Holidays maaa.&lt;br /&gt;--" Bo pian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Pearlyn and Weening didn't attend school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;As usual.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! Good thing is, i really paid attention in class today.&lt;br /&gt;And thats good!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they should continue.&lt;br /&gt;haha, just joking lar.&lt;br /&gt;But i think its time for a change of seat.&lt;br /&gt;Not me laa, them.&lt;br /&gt;Go far far, so we won't chat around.&lt;br /&gt;Today the whole day i was paying attention, maybe except for that small moment when i was half asleep in History lesson. God damn boring. Only when she gave an assignment then i woke up. xD And i forgot to bring the History text home today. i can't do my homework now. Scared ah, ltr kena scolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i missed the Tuas trip today. Heard it was really nice. ): STUPIDITY! &lt;em&gt;I wanna go...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------HAHA------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a century or two ago, the Pope decided that all the Chinese had to leave Italy. Naturally there was a big uproar from the Chinese community. So the Pope made a deal with the,. He would have a religious debate with a member of the Chinese community. If the Chinese win, they could stay. If the Pope wins, the Chinese would leave. The Chinese realized that they had no other choice. So they picked a middle-aged man named Ah Peh to represent them. Ah Peh asked for one condition to be added to the debate. "To make it more interesting", he said, "Neither side would be allowed to talk". The Pope agreed.&lt;br /&gt;The day of the great debate came. Ah Peh and the Pope sat opposite each other for a full minute. Then the Pope raised his hand and showed three fingers. Ah Peh looked back at him and raised one finger. The Pope waved his fingers in a circle around his head. Ah Peh pointed to the ground at where he sat. The Pope pulled out a loaf and a glass of wine. Ah Peh pull out an apple.&lt;br /&gt;The Pope stood up and said: "I give up. This man is too good. The Chinese can stay." An hour later, the cardinals were all around The Pope asking him what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;The Pope said,&lt;br /&gt;"First I held up three fingers to represent the holy trinity.He responded by holding up one finger to remind me that there was still one God common to both our religions."&lt;br /&gt;"Then I waved my finger around me to show him that God was all around us." He responded by pointing to the ground and showing that God was also right here with us."&lt;br /&gt;"I pulled out the wine and loaf to show that God absolves all sin. He showed me an apple to remind us of the original sin. He had an answer for everything. What could I do?"&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the Chinese community had crowded around Ah Peh.&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?" they asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Well," said Ah Peh, "First he indicated to me that all Chinese had 3 days to get out of here. I replied to him fu*k off and not one of us is leaving."&lt;br /&gt;"Then he pointed that this whole city would be cleared of Chinese. I showed him that we are staying right here."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, and then???" asked the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know", said Ah Peh, "He took out his lunch, so I took out mine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Deborah Ong. :D&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116247182035773787?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116247182035773787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116247182035773787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116247182035773787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116247182035773787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/whoa-training-tday-was-tough-tiring_02.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116238852970083771</id><published>2006-11-01T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:50:06.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bottle up inside,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are the feelings I never said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The feelings that I hide,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are the words you never read.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can see it in my eyes, read it on my face;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trapped inside are lies, of the past I can't replace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With memories that linger, it won't seem to go away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why can't I be happier?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today's a brand new day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterdays are over, b&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ut the hurting is not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't ever take my love for granted, for soon it may be gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I ever wanted, is the Love I &lt;u&gt;thought&lt;/u&gt; I've won.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hurt I have now, won't disappear overnight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But someway, somehow, it will turn out all right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No more wishing for the past.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its over. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gotta be brave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nohing lasts forever, cherish what you've got.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Edited&lt;/strong&gt; from Chicken soup.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116238852970083771?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116238852970083771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116238852970083771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116238852970083771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116238852970083771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/bottle-up-inside-are-feelings-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116238022118372311</id><published>2006-11-01T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T19:42:09.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Some shots taken during Mooncake festive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the fire! (notice the wax)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats ME! Holding to that poor little lantern trying to survive in the strong wind.&lt;br /&gt;(kinda blur eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;Deleted the others, not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello once again..&lt;br /&gt;I shall talk about my day.&lt;br /&gt;Foundation Programme in the morning, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;Its getting really boring.&lt;br /&gt;As much as i really wanna try and pay attention, get my work done, i can NEVER seem to do it.&lt;br /&gt;There'll always be this group of trouble makers disturbing the class with their noisy squeaky sounds. Eg, shaking their leg, and there comes the noise from the chair.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta do something about it laaa. If not next year confirm D-I-E a horrible death.&lt;br /&gt;We had a substitute Full History teacher which is Ms Junidah(is that how you spell it?). She can teach laa. Just that the jokes she make are sometimes kinda.. .. .. well, just nobody gets the joke. --" But, the good thing is, everyone is so afraid of her that the class is Freaking quiet. Sometimes too quiet that the classroom feels creepy.&lt;br /&gt;Will be having this Physics test tml. Weird lor. Its a foundation programme and we're having a test. Gotta study anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;Made a trip to the Singapore City Gallery just now after the foundation programme. Learning Journey. The bus trip was So long and made me feel all moodless right after we got off the bus. Pfffft. I didn't really pay much attention to the trip laa. Duh. Its was kinda stupid anyhow, except the first part when we had Mr Gurmit Singh to Entertain us. (thru the screen la, not real live.) Funny eh. Initially, i was supposed to go tml. But Mr San doesn't want us to miss trainings, so its changed to Wed.&lt;br /&gt;B-O-R-I-N-G~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Installed Metal Slug on my comp. Played a few games.&lt;br /&gt;haha, so funny lar. Seriously. We can cheat in the credits. unlimited amount. xD&lt;br /&gt;I only know i suck at it. lol. Bang Bang. Mission 1 Complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna Upload this song. The Goong, ending song up on my blog. Trying to use Ripway, but it never seems to work. Pissed laa. Its like super nice. Really. But i think the songs from The Stairway to Heaven is nicer. Just that i don't have it on my computer, if not i would've uploaded it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Brother bought this pressie for his friend last few days ago. Thought it was really Sweeeeet. Really. I took pictures of it. Let me show you...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Image005.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Image005.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened, another box appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Image000.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And opened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Image001.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Image001.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And opened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Image009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Image009.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OPENED..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND OPENED...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Image017.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Image017.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And again..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND AGAIN....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND YAY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Image020.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/Image020.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The stars inside are folded by ME! shh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SWEET RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;haha, didn't think my bro would think of this lor. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Time to go.&lt;br /&gt;Having training tml.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh, my leg aches..&lt;br /&gt;Nidda go running more.&lt;br /&gt;Thats so.. boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116238022118372311?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116238022118372311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116238022118372311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116238022118372311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116238022118372311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116222020916973734</id><published>2006-10-30T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:56:55.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My last post is up alr.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day started today.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid programme.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't help but cannot concentrate during class.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to parway today.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously, hate Parkway Parade.&lt;br /&gt;Its the second time, making me feel,&lt;br /&gt;not comfy all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, i saw the cok cok que bag in world of sports there.&lt;br /&gt;Deciding on which brand to buy.&lt;br /&gt;lalalla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach ache.&lt;br /&gt;pain.&lt;br /&gt;Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid bus trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training tml.&lt;br /&gt;): Lazy you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, (To those sec 3s heading to school tml, bring your thermometer, and those in MY class, bring yr history text. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116222020916973734?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116222020916973734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116222020916973734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116222020916973734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116222020916973734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-last-post-is-up-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116208560685429365</id><published>2006-10-29T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:55:19.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just some photos before i go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/dogs%2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/dogs%2011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/dogs%208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/dogs%208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/dogs%207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/dogs%207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/dogs%2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/dogs%2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/dogs%206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/dogs%206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/dogs%209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/dogs%209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/dogs%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/dogs%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/dogs%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/dogs%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/dogs%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/dogs%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/dogs%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/dogs%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/dogs%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/dogs%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent by JJ.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Why do dogs hate halloween?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight.&lt;br /&gt;Bye peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116208560685429365?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116208560685429365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116208560685429365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116208560685429365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116208560685429365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-some-photos-before-i-go-out.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116200306523625845</id><published>2006-10-28T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T10:38:48.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A chinese joke Liqiang sent me, kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我说:你是猪。&lt;br /&gt;你说：我是猪才怪。&lt;br /&gt;从此我就叫你猪才怪。&lt;br /&gt;终于有一天你在也忍受不了了，&lt;br /&gt;当着众人面前对我大喊：我不是猪才怪!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame shyt. The chinese words cannot be seen on the post itself.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. lame shyt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm god damn bored at home.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116200306523625845?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116200306523625845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116200306523625845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116200306523625845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116200306523625845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/chinese-joke-liqiang-sent-me-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116186856470085205</id><published>2006-10-26T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:16:04.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its seems like the "unlucky period" of the year has came for me.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to be going right.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe only some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya, no mood to blog lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things get better, i'll come back and blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116186856470085205?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116186856470085205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116186856470085205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116186856470085205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116186856470085205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-seems-like-unlucky-period-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116165552857402856</id><published>2006-10-24T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:05:28.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid computer.&lt;br /&gt;buey song me lor.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, MY GUNBOUND DIED.&lt;br /&gt;as in, the program doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;It says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/untitled.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/untitled.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than.. i deleted gunbound.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to re install, but they said there were some files not deleted, they couldn't continue the installation.&lt;br /&gt;So, i found the file in my program files and they told me this when i tried deleting it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i installed gunbound again, on another folder, not progam files.&lt;br /&gt;and it was SUCCESSFUL!&lt;br /&gt;BUT, they said it was the wrong version. --"&lt;br /&gt;So, now, im downloading it AGAIN..&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, going out ltr. lallaa.&lt;br /&gt;bubbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116165552857402856?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116165552857402856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116165552857402856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116165552857402856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116165552857402856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116161120379537309</id><published>2006-10-23T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:46:44.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bonjour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many things to talk abt since Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, i had no plans on and was surfing the net in the morning when Deborah talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;She invited me to her house for her little bro's birthday. I think his name is Mark.&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, when Deborah was talking to me, i MISTOOKED fer for Amanda the whole time. haha, until when i asked her to invite more ppl and included Deborah in.&lt;br /&gt;So malu. xD&lt;br /&gt;Okay, her house is so humongously HUGE. Its super big. Big, Big, Big, Big and Bigger and Bigger AND BIGGER. Its THAT big. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and her idesire was freaking comfortable. shush abt the feet not reaching the ground, it was really relazing.. wooooo lala.&lt;br /&gt;And, her K2 bro knows how to play the Drums. Not those you can find in ToyRUs, but those you can find in Yamaha. AHHHH! To Leon:"CAN YOU BE MY TEACHER?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;Lol, and and, KFC for the whole day is not a very appetizing thing afterall.&lt;br /&gt;I had a fun time there lar, despite the Disiaoing Zhiying and Deborah gave me. Whatever okay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, paiseh to Mabel and Sj. Cause i wanted to go out with them de, then in the end pangseh.&lt;br /&gt;Bopian lar. Jiahui Bigshot okay! jk.&lt;br /&gt;Psi reading was good, well kept within moderate air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, many many things happen!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today was Hari Raya Eve, Malay students get to have a half day off from school, Malay teachers are also included. Sometimes i don understand, i thought Singapore was promoting a Multi-Racial Society, but this Only-malays-get-half-a-day-off thingy seems to be so much of a racism act. Ahh, But whatever. We didn't even study in school at all today. The number of pupils absent have reached eighteen! Thats almost half a class. And, Pearlyn Weening and Jewel pang sehed me, yet again. Nvm. :) The teachers teach and nvr teach also will make no diff, so what for? Anyway, we had THREE periods off for art. And guess what! We have only 4 students present. Pathetic. But thats also a good thing, cause we get to watch xiao hai bu ben too, Ms Koh played it for her students, and we just sat around and watched it.&lt;br /&gt;During assembly, there was this talk for some money sense, and it makes no sense. I was practically falling asleep half the time. The speaker was some &lt;s&gt;7 mths pregnant&lt;/s&gt; Candian man.&lt;br /&gt;Had training for the first time today after exams. Actually its kinda fun lar. Cause very long no training ler. We just played and played and played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, personaly stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;My dad talked abt moving house AGAIN. I don't wanna move. I confirm won't bear to leave my house now. Its been stuck me since im like born. I'll cry! And damn my mum for screwing me upside down. Can't i even say that im upset if we're moving!&lt;br /&gt;Second, was abt those Friends conflict la. Mum screwed me again for being so emo over such things. But seriously, she no feelings de mehs. What i did was just an act for friendship. I just didn't want her to get into trouble. Was that really wrong? Know her so long ler, if she really get into trouble won't you feel guilty. AHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAN LA!!!!!!!!!!!! (it means frustrated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Overall mood today is (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight, tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gooooooooodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116161120379537309?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116161120379537309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116161120379537309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116161120379537309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116161120379537309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/bonjour.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116142746154211005</id><published>2006-10-21T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T18:44:21.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM GOD DAMN BORED AT HOME.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Whoever it is, IM FREE TML! YOU CAN ASK ME OUT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;=DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)':&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116142746154211005?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116142746154211005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116142746154211005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116142746154211005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116142746154211005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-god-damn-bored-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116134311671261804</id><published>2006-10-20T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T19:18:36.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, latest happenings.&lt;br /&gt;Haze had been a big issue in Singapore and all other countries.&lt;br /&gt;It had also affect our netball training because, the regulation is such that once the PSI goes over 100 we CANNOT do any outdoor activities UNLESS its in an air conditioned room.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing is, Mon, Tue, Thur and Fri we had training, but all was cancelled due to the PSI reading. Just suey suey on Wed, when we DONT have training, the PSI reading was low the whole day. --"&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's a new regulation now, no outdoor activity once PSI reading goes above 80.&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, anyway, i think im gonna get promoted.&lt;br /&gt;:D No more worries.&lt;br /&gt;Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really must chiong next year ler. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116134311671261804?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116134311671261804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116134311671261804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116134311671261804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116134311671261804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay-latest-happenings.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116108580135899746</id><published>2006-10-17T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T20:13:14.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I REALLY FEEL LIKE GIVING UP.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;My results are REALLY sucky.&lt;br /&gt;Compared to my MYE, [which is not very good already.] EOY is even worse.&lt;br /&gt;)':&lt;br /&gt;All my results sucks, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like i've let down so many ppl who had hopes on me.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Chua told us not to get dejected.&lt;br /&gt;But who won't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets not talking abt the marks la..&lt;br /&gt;But, bear with my ranting for a moment yepp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to do well in Phy, when Mr Tan was still our teacher. I can cope with the topics taught in the first half of the year, but when Phy results came out, i lost marks mainly from the topics of the first half of the year. ): Also, i realised that i had like so many marks lost because of careless mistakes like, wrong rounding off and wrong units. What the hell. Summore, i scored really badly for Section B in P2. I chose the wrong qns. If i had chosen the other one, i could've gotta more marks, and if i didn't read wrongly, i would've gotten marks also. ): However, the only consolation i could tell myself is that, i was really sick on that day. Had serious flu. Everyone who saw me could've sensed that. But well.. Its not a reason to fail anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;*Class's overall performance Above average. Mine, below average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem is a complete disaster. I was kinda shocked when i got the results cause i really did studied. I had even asked Wee for help. Turn out to be an utter disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;*Class's overall performance average. Mine, way below average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mathematics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): ): ): ): After my Phy paper on tues, i slept the whole day once i reached home. Cause of the freaking flu. Causing me to have no time for Maths P1. ): i did really badly for p1. LIKE REALLY BADLY. i swear. Adding on, P2 for maths was REALLY difficult. More difficult than p1. The setter was shocked at the results herself. Sigh. But than, i did better for my p2 than my p1. Still failed thou. [fyi, we took p2 the week before first.] So, my overall was REALLY REALLY BAD. I used to like Maths alot. Really. But my maths grades are slipping alot. ): For my whole year, i didn't fail Maths at all. Then suddenly, results for my EOY is like SO low. Tell me. How can i not be sad.&lt;br /&gt;*Class's overall performance below average. Mine, way below average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Social Studies Cum Geography&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about Social Studies first. Hmm.. I was quite confident of SS before that caused i scored well in the previous test. However, i scored a zero for two of my source based questions.. Just because i forgot to state my stand. ): thats it. i flunked it. And i didn't know how the hell did they cauculate my score for geog cause i didn't turn up. I ended up getting 16/50 for geog. ): there. my Humans. Its over for me.&lt;br /&gt;*Class's overall performance below average. Mine, way below average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply U-N-H-A-P-P-Y. Damn the marker. I failed by 1 mark. I'm so freaking pissed. So many, SO MANY ppl didn't really studied and got higher than me. Me? i studied like so freaking much and i FAILED. Summore, I***n's essay. WA. the wrote like five to six lines of the foolscap and got six mark. And me? I wrote like OVER ONE FULL PAGE and i also got six marks. [fyi, his handwriting is much bigger than mine.] _l_. I really studied. ):&lt;br /&gt;*Class's overall performance average. Mine, below average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Art&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highest subject results for my EOY. However, i expected more. Cause i really spent ALOT of time on it. Mayb not ALOT la. but its more than how much i spent on the others. [fyi, its a B3. =/ i know i suck. you don have to say.]&lt;br /&gt;*Class's overall performance average. Mine, average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fairly alright. it was a borderline pass. Merely lowered down the amount of anxiety i have of being retained.&lt;br /&gt;*Class's overall performance average. Mine, average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;*Class's overall performance average. Mine, average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haze Yesterday was really bad.&lt;br /&gt;Juniors had their training cancelled cause the PSI was above 100.&lt;br /&gt;Today, the haze is still around.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning is was 59. [I checked the tv. xD]&lt;br /&gt;By afternoon, it had reached above 100.&lt;br /&gt;So, today's training was Also cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;Will be having off from school tml, cause of some day.&lt;br /&gt;Admin day i think. i dunno la.&lt;br /&gt;Friday will also be another day off.&lt;br /&gt;Promotion day.&lt;br /&gt;Whereby the teachers sit together and discuss who will be promoted.&lt;br /&gt;However, there will be training on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon summore. =/&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;MAY have to stop all these blogging alr.&lt;br /&gt;Something cropped up in netball, an issue was sent that no more blogging is to go on.&lt;br /&gt;xD See how first la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go, throw myself on the bed and cry.&lt;br /&gt;[mourn for my irritating results]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gdnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116108580135899746?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116108580135899746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116108580135899746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116108580135899746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116108580135899746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-really-feel-like-giving-up.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116099734047130856</id><published>2006-10-16T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:53:43.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My results are all screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;The stupid freaking flu caused everyting.&lt;br /&gt;Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;There's a possibility that i may dropping to NA.&lt;br /&gt;There's this rumour spreading that 70% of the ppl dropping to NA comes frm 3/4 and 30% coming from 3/5 and 3/6.&lt;br /&gt;So, i May be dropping.&lt;br /&gt;)':&lt;br /&gt;I'm like super scared.&lt;br /&gt;I flunked phy and maths badly.&lt;br /&gt;I can only place my hopes on Eng.&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope i pass okay?&lt;br /&gt;Also, i may not be able to play netball alr.&lt;br /&gt;Judging by Mr San's person, he is those that will put me out and study instead of training.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Results suck.&lt;br /&gt;Life suck.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going down.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Its MY results, i know they suck, you don have to go around telling everyone i flunk. ]&lt;br /&gt;[ THANKS ALOT.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NA2h5Gog8_g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NA2h5Gog8_g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help these children, all you gotta do is just go to the website and a few clicks. (: &lt;br /&gt;www.lightamillioncandles.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116099734047130856?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116099734047130856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116099734047130856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116099734047130856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116099734047130856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-results-are-all-screwed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116088477189316028</id><published>2006-10-15T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T11:59:33.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well. This is getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I've got no plans what so ever AFTER EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a pathetic life.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid eye drop the doctor prescribed.&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO VERY BITTER!&lt;br /&gt;[if you don't know, the eye drop flows down yr nose thru the eyes than then to the throat.]&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. Screw everything.&lt;br /&gt;Screw my life.&lt;br /&gt;We're getting results back tml.&lt;br /&gt;Suckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics again, from the netball blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/horror%20chicken.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/horror%20chicken.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/wish.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/wish.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/toothbrush.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/lost%20puppy..1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/lost%20puppy..1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/toothbrush.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/toothbrush.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them also quite funny ar. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye, later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116088477189316028?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116088477189316028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116088477189316028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116088477189316028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116088477189316028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/well.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116080431585839674</id><published>2006-10-14T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T13:38:35.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will be heading out to get Shuqi's present ltr on.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Mabel and ppl to contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed my blog song to chasing cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116080431585839674?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116080431585839674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116080431585839674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116080431585839674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116080431585839674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/will-be-heading-out-to-get-shuqis.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116074781839105515</id><published>2006-10-13T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T21:56:58.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mushi Mushi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams OVER.&lt;br /&gt;Time to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, The queue in polyclinic is god damn LONG.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. If its not for the mc i need to give, i would've skipped the trip.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go for exam on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;Hehs. Sick.&lt;br /&gt;Since Friday i think.&lt;br /&gt;Actually if i wanted to go to sch, i could've made it there.&lt;br /&gt;But, i didn't go cause i was chiong-ing art on wed night, and my eyes seems to be bloodshot. ( according to Zhong )&lt;br /&gt;So i went home and rested.. then tried studying for geog.&lt;br /&gt;But when i woke up in the middle of the night, i realised that i couldn't remember anything the day before!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. So isn't it better for me NOT to go?&lt;br /&gt;At least i don get a D grade.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, heard from classmates the paper wasn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday CHIONG ART ALL THE WAY.&lt;br /&gt;Finished the prep sketches at the last min.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, WEEEEEE for the help.&lt;br /&gt;But, didn't really study for chem paper.&lt;br /&gt;haiya. In the end, all the efforts for art went down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up my final. )':&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;Needed to run today, but wasn't feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;so went straight home after art paper. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i made another trip to the doc's today.&lt;br /&gt;cause of my swollen eye.&lt;br /&gt;got story de.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there was this girl, called Jiahui who went to the doctor on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;She told the doc her illness, including the red eye she had since days before.&lt;br /&gt;She was given an eye drop as medicine.&lt;br /&gt;The next day. she only had 3 hours of sleep as she had to stay up late to revise work.&lt;br /&gt;She was feeling fine until...&lt;br /&gt;At 2+. her eye felt uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;when she went to look in the mirror, she realised her whole left eye is Super swollen.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;scared, she rushed to show her mother and aunt.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt: " aiyo! faster go bathe and go see the doctor! "&lt;br /&gt;Jiahui, scared out of her wits, she quickly bathed and rushed out with her mum.&lt;br /&gt;However, just when she is about to go into the consultation room, GUESS WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;The swelling was gone!&lt;br /&gt;The doctor told her, " The eye drop prescribed to you ytd is good what, why you come? "&lt;br /&gt;Wow, and she wasted a $4 consultation fee.&lt;br /&gt;--"&lt;br /&gt;Lame lar.&lt;br /&gt;i know. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Just for laughs.&lt;br /&gt;i personally like this one the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/aareserveauxpicolos9qx2wh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/aareserveauxpicolos9qx2wh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/aap000285273ge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/aap000285273ge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny ppl scaring others by painting the ground of the elevator hollow. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/untitled1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/untitled1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/aapcafe3gt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advertising techniques you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/aapbekerface1bw3sw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/aapbekerface1bw3sw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/aap000283780zv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/aap000283780zv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/aap000285051ki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/aap000285051ki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/aap000283518rj.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/aap000283518rj.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/aap17tas2ed9lu.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/320/aap17tas2ed9lu.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara. (:&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116074781839105515?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116074781839105515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116074781839105515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116074781839105515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116074781839105515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/mushi-mushi-exams-over.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116047895106487662</id><published>2006-10-10T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:58:17.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name: Toh JiaHui&lt;br /&gt;D.O.B: 08 Sept 1991&lt;br /&gt;Loves to eat: Anything, Everything except spring onions.&lt;br /&gt;Loves to hug: Many many. As long as it feels comfortable. (:&lt;br /&gt;Name the closest fren in class: Pearlyn probably.&lt;br /&gt;Name 5 friends to go a shopping spree in Japan:&lt;br /&gt;-Pearlyn&lt;br /&gt;-Wende&lt;br /&gt;-GraciePoo&lt;br /&gt;-Shopping kakis not many.&lt;br /&gt;-Weening maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Name 5 closest friends in class:(rank it accordingly)&lt;br /&gt;-Pearlyn&lt;br /&gt;-Jewel&lt;br /&gt;-Weening&lt;br /&gt;-Denise?&lt;br /&gt;-Weiling?&lt;br /&gt;The last time you said i love you to someone:&lt;br /&gt;-Its been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Name 5 FRENS TO DO IT:&lt;br /&gt;-Pearlyn&lt;br /&gt;-Mabel&lt;br /&gt;-Wanlin&lt;br /&gt;-Denise&lt;br /&gt;-Graceeee.&lt;br /&gt;yall better do it. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to destress you see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116047895106487662?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116047895106487662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116047895106487662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116047895106487662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116047895106487662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/name-toh-jiahui-d.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116047703051882224</id><published>2006-10-10T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T18:43:50.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.Stupid eye.&lt;br /&gt;Now i have flu.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Had science paper 1 and 2 today.&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda alright.&lt;br /&gt;Except that my had flu during the exam.&lt;br /&gt;Was sneezing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Think i would have disturbed my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;Hope i won't do THAT badly eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;5 more papers to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116047703051882224?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116047703051882224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116047703051882224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116047703051882224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116047703051882224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116037042939744567</id><published>2006-10-09T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T13:18:19.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooooooooh yea.&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;strong&gt;ONCE,&lt;/strong&gt; i wasn't feeling upset after an exam day.&lt;br /&gt;We had English paper 2 and Full History paper today.&lt;br /&gt;English was manageable EXcluding the vocabs.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i know i suck at that.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but im not intending to try and pull up standard thou.&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy. I know that too. xD&lt;br /&gt;Well, exceeded the amount for summary, And i have not even finished writing the points.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll get score badly for that.&lt;br /&gt;Adding on to the fact that i've always lost marks in Grammer errors.&lt;br /&gt;Urm..&lt;br /&gt;Pretend i didn't say English was manageable. =/&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that i'm already losing so many many marks for the whole paper.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;Lets not talk about English.&lt;br /&gt;History!&lt;br /&gt;All that hours of studying out... [i know nth went in, but still i tried and committed time.]&lt;br /&gt;And my pathetic 4 hours of sleep last night was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Wrote alot alot, Alot Alot.&lt;br /&gt;My hand is breaking already. [ That is another bad point abt exams, you have to write till yr hands break. ]&lt;br /&gt;Aye, so the bad thing was my eye became swollen when i was doing History halfway.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me what cause it, i only know my eye had been feeling uncomfortable since Friday.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, forget abt ALLLL those stuffs cause they are somewat somehow connected to Exams.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Shuqi is having a Birthday Party!&lt;br /&gt;Woots.&lt;br /&gt;I'm invited and you're not.&lt;br /&gt;na ni na ni poo poo. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;nah la just joking.&lt;br /&gt;its held right after exams and it is kinda good as a way to get away from all the exams stress eh?&lt;br /&gt;Really hope i'll be able to make it.&lt;br /&gt;Cause my Dad's colleague is having a Chalet on the same day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go catch a nap. [ i only had 4hrs of sleep rmbr? ]&lt;br /&gt;heading to ws to study ltr.&lt;br /&gt;This is Grrrreat.&lt;br /&gt;Study again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye yall.&lt;br /&gt;May Jiahui Survive through this week.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, in one piece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116037042939744567?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116037042939744567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116037042939744567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116037042939744567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116037042939744567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/ooooooooh-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116031855200089155</id><published>2006-10-08T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T22:42:32.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nice.&lt;br /&gt;My butt hurt from the cycling.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its 10pm already.&lt;br /&gt;And, i haven't get anything into my brain for hist tml.&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna score with FLYING colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye peeps. (:&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for those having exams.&lt;br /&gt;And, Good luck to me for my hist paper. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116031855200089155?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116031855200089155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116031855200089155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116031855200089155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116031855200089155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/nice.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116027708409854995</id><published>2006-10-08T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T11:11:24.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hola.&lt;br /&gt;Its a bright and sunny morning.&lt;br /&gt;The haze is FINALLY gone after a LOOOOOOONG time.&lt;br /&gt;It was so strong ytd that i nearly choked on it. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my flu is gone.&lt;br /&gt;yepppppie!&lt;br /&gt;and my ipod is fine!&lt;br /&gt;whooooopie!&lt;br /&gt;and exams is resumed tml!&lt;br /&gt;whoooopie doooooopie doooo!&lt;br /&gt;Okay. --"&lt;br /&gt;Hist paper tml.&lt;br /&gt;Flunk it.&lt;br /&gt;wooohoooooo.&lt;br /&gt;hate all these memorizing.&lt;br /&gt;my mind is gonna burst!&lt;br /&gt;And guess what.&lt;br /&gt;we're most probably starting training on friday.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna have this art exam till 12.30 and we're training right after!?&lt;br /&gt;Sad. )':&lt;br /&gt;Oh, AND THE LOUSY &lt;strong&gt;WEE&lt;/strong&gt; PANGSEH-ED ME YTD.&lt;br /&gt;and he blames his Manager.&lt;br /&gt;yay?&lt;br /&gt;and he can't make it today cause he's working FULL SHIFT.&lt;br /&gt;gg.&lt;br /&gt;so he said to meet tml.&lt;br /&gt;And he better mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooola la.&lt;br /&gt;im so hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Happy Birthday Shan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i said, get wiser, get more suave and get less lame.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116027708409854995?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116027708409854995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116027708409854995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116027708409854995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116027708409854995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/hola.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116018831399133243</id><published>2006-10-07T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T10:31:54.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How kewl is this.&lt;br /&gt;Password unlocked.&lt;br /&gt;But, i lost the administrator's rights.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the diff from using the guest page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ipod jammed.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;after i on my comp, my ipod like hang.&lt;br /&gt;cannot off cannot move.&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it gets well asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still having flu.&lt;br /&gt;Heading ws to study Chem ltr.&lt;br /&gt;The mighty Wee is gonna coach me.&lt;br /&gt;You better let me understand, if not no more yakult for you.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then.. Around 5+ 6 going do art!&lt;br /&gt;Argh..&lt;br /&gt;i hope my flu won't irritate me ltr on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i have to do this but.&lt;br /&gt;im asked to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lovers.&lt;br /&gt;Tag &lt;strong&gt;4 victims&lt;/strong&gt; to join this game and leave a comment on their page saying &lt;strong&gt;they've been tagged&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If tagged the 2nd time, there's no need to post again.&lt;br /&gt;GENDER: MALE&lt;br /&gt;1. Always have a way to solve problems.&lt;br /&gt;2. Able to make decisions.&lt;br /&gt;3. Know their priorties.&lt;br /&gt;4. Appear infront of me at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;5. Surprises.&lt;br /&gt;6. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;7. Faithful.&lt;br /&gt;8. Understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Mabel, Grace, Denise, Beverley]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116018831399133243?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116018831399133243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116018831399133243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116018831399133243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116018831399133243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/how-kewl-is-this.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116014757589488106</id><published>2006-10-06T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T23:24:40.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My brother STILL sucks.&lt;br /&gt;The pass is still there.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper was SUPER SUPER DUPER VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY EASY!&lt;br /&gt;OMG YOU CAN't IMAGINE HOW EASY IT WAS THAT I HAD TO STARE AT 1 PAGE FOR EXACTLY 1/2hr TO FEEL ITS EASY... AURA. [ whatever that word is. ]&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really gonna fail.&lt;br /&gt;first two papers of the EOY is already killing me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what will come next.&lt;br /&gt;hist?&lt;br /&gt;sci?&lt;br /&gt;geog?&lt;br /&gt;Screw exams lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight after my maths paper,&lt;br /&gt;once i reached home, had flu.&lt;br /&gt;like really.&lt;br /&gt;i sneezed at least 6-7 times a min.&lt;br /&gt;my nose felt like it was coming off.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't sleep, couldn't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;Guess what!&lt;br /&gt;i cleaned up my bike!&lt;br /&gt;the bike which had been laying outside my house for dunno how many donkey years.&lt;br /&gt;it was all rusty and dusty.&lt;br /&gt;haha, it had a good scrub and now, it looks as good as new! [ not quite lar. ]&lt;br /&gt;funny thing is, mum only wanted to clear the DUST.&lt;br /&gt;than i cannot tahan the rust and went to scrub.&lt;br /&gt;while i was scrubbing so hard, MUM WENT TO EAT MOONCAKE.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i was the one doing everything.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;anw, after that, made a trip to central.&lt;br /&gt;added the lost brake on the left side of the bike, changed the tyres.&lt;br /&gt;And, TAADAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;My bike is all ready for me to ride.&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised it was the mooncake festival.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted so much to play candles and lanterns but couldn't find kakis.&lt;br /&gt;Then while i was heading home, saw Mayling and gang.&lt;br /&gt;they are gonna play CANDLES!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Such a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;They very funny lar.&lt;br /&gt;buy candles,&lt;br /&gt;nvr buy lighter.&lt;br /&gt;--"&lt;br /&gt;i went to the minimart and get em'&lt;br /&gt;saw candles, wanted to but more.&lt;br /&gt;so i asked the uncle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Me, Uncle, candles how much ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Uncle, san mao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Me, yall want candles? 30c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Zhong, Huh? 30c only meh? just now the auntie say 60c.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Mayling, ya lor. where got so cheap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Me, Uncle, candles how much huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Uncle, SAN mao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Zhong, WA LAU, THE AUNTIE WANNA CHEAT US MONEY SIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Me, Shhhhh, ltr the the uncle also sell 60c ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the counter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Uncle, 3 bao candles $1.80.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Me, See laa! just now say so loud, the uncle know ler laa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures of the fire we played.&lt;br /&gt;post it up next time aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy mooncake festival folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yes, ZHONG qiu JIE. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116014757589488106?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116004428961841462</id><published>2006-10-05T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:33:05.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MY BROTHER SUCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;totally.&lt;br /&gt;What gl lor.&lt;br /&gt;It's MY mp3&lt;br /&gt;I'm gl by not lending it to him?!?!&lt;br /&gt;So he locked my Desktop Password.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I can always find other means.&lt;br /&gt;Hehs,  *evil grins.*&lt;br /&gt;[That explains the reason im here now.]&lt;br /&gt;He sucks lar.&lt;br /&gt;One day, i'll keep the modemn and sees what he can do.&lt;br /&gt;Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i'll just not do anything lor.&lt;br /&gt;Mum says it will affect my mood to study as im having my eoy?&lt;br /&gt;Grr.&lt;br /&gt;Again, MY BROTHER SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just had my ss paper.&lt;br /&gt;gonna flunk it.&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of it makes me feel upset.&lt;br /&gt;i wrote out of point and took too much time during the essay.&lt;br /&gt;Causing me to have only 1/2 hr for my source based.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Have this bad feeling abt this exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, study ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116004428961841462?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-116001464298180467</id><published>2006-10-05T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T10:17:22.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wrote out of point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-116001464298180467?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/116001464298180467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=116001464298180467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116001464298180467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/116001464298180467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-wrote-out-of-point.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115995230926460395</id><published>2006-10-04T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T16:58:29.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Screw it.&lt;br /&gt;Exams starting tml.&lt;br /&gt;I am so &lt;em&gt;excited&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Right......... --"&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;im getting butterflies in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;Part of me wants exams to be over, then there will be lots of time to play, go out.&lt;br /&gt;But, another part of me doesn't want exams to come.&lt;br /&gt;Cause im not ready for it YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be Oh-So-Busy this coming weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Very Very.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do my Art prep work,&lt;br /&gt;Study for Pure History,&lt;br /&gt;Study for Chem and Phy,&lt;br /&gt;And if there's time, study thru Geog.&lt;br /&gt;The nightmare is gonna start again.&lt;br /&gt;Dark eye rings forming again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Go Jiahui!&lt;br /&gt;All the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Good Luck for all having exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115995230926460395?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115979772509366662</id><published>2006-10-02T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:02:05.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Denise. i really forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gl for yr eoy. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115979772509366662?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115979772509366662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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gymnastics.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i lost the sensation of being able to twist and turn about with such flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;ahh.&lt;br /&gt;man.. feel like learning again.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Art.&lt;br /&gt;I was like so worried and stuff cause i didn't really do.&lt;br /&gt;than end up Mr Razak didn't really say anything.&lt;br /&gt;So, Phew.&lt;br /&gt;Jewel didn't turn up today.&lt;br /&gt;haha, pangseh me again in art laa.&lt;br /&gt;you good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams is starting is 3 days time.&lt;br /&gt;i should get my bum on my studying chair and start my ss revision.&lt;br /&gt;but, i just can't lar..&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i Suddenly like maths again.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;haha, at least im improving eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye, nth much to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye,&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115958588568560333</id><published>2006-09-30T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T11:11:25.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so gonna flunk it.&lt;br /&gt;My Chi paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i sat there staring into blank space for.. 1/2 an hour?&lt;br /&gt;And i wrote craps.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget abt that.&lt;br /&gt;im going to do art the whole day TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;ltr laa.&lt;br /&gt;tml will be studying..&lt;br /&gt;as in, i hope i'll really do the things i wanna do aye.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i realised i have this habit of niting my nails whenever im having exams.&lt;br /&gt;be it studying or doing the paper itself.&lt;br /&gt;and because of that, i always have ruined nails during my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;we have the schedule for our foundation programme already.&lt;br /&gt;it will last until 16 Nov.&lt;br /&gt;man. that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, we still have trainings after that.&lt;br /&gt;How sad.&lt;br /&gt;Mr O** claims that it will help us to prepare for O's.&lt;br /&gt;But will there any help?&lt;br /&gt;i mean..&lt;br /&gt;no one will go, concentrate and listen.&lt;br /&gt;So whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;ITS COMPULSORY.&lt;br /&gt;--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight.&lt;br /&gt;i go play gb awhile..&lt;br /&gt;my bro is waking up.&lt;br /&gt;Then, its arting for me.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115944971581992263</id><published>2006-09-28T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T21:26:48.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all.&lt;br /&gt;Had headache ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;sensation of puking.&lt;br /&gt;argh, totally shitty, so i missed school. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, school today was oooooookay.&lt;br /&gt;Good news,&lt;br /&gt;i passed my ss+geog combined.&lt;br /&gt;i passed my Eng, by 1 pathetic mark. [ still passed anyway. ]&lt;br /&gt;i finally tried running.&lt;br /&gt;bought art materials.&lt;br /&gt;Bad news,&lt;br /&gt;i failed my science test badly, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;headache happened in class for a moment again.&lt;br /&gt;My left leg screwed up. [ after running. all the old injuries. no, rather new. ]&lt;br /&gt;Its the time of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't think properly now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuf of da craps.&lt;br /&gt;its eng and chi paper 1 tml.&lt;br /&gt;its giving me the creeps.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, the teachers make it sound scary.&lt;br /&gt;Please Please let me do well.&lt;br /&gt;Won't be posting much next, next and next week.&lt;br /&gt;Exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thing before i leave,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEWEL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tatas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115944971581992263?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115944971581992263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115944971581992263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115944971581992263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115944971581992263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-all.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115926428879564342</id><published>2006-09-26T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T17:51:32.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and we've become strangers once again.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiahui-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115926428879564342?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115926428879564342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115926428879564342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115926428879564342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115926428879564342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-weve-become-strangers-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115900883979222543</id><published>2006-09-23T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T18:53:59.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh.&lt;br /&gt;life nowadays are like so boring.&lt;br /&gt;study here, study there.&lt;br /&gt;no time at all.&lt;br /&gt;head pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out ytd,&lt;br /&gt;supposedly to study, but in the end went to play bball.&lt;br /&gt;It was alright la.&lt;br /&gt;a tweeny bit boring.&lt;br /&gt;sigh,&lt;br /&gt;but at least it made me realised how i really feel.&lt;br /&gt;i know i can't forget, but there's nth i can do.&lt;br /&gt;if only somebody was there to show the concern i yearn so much.&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, getting too emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously nid to do my art, but i still got NO NO NO IDEA, AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;i nid to go and take some first hand photos, but where to?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and anybody good in chem?&lt;br /&gt;i nid help, asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;aye nth much today.&lt;br /&gt;was at home the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;played gunbound, and somebody kept asking me to study.&lt;br /&gt;Until now i haven't la, SOOON i hope.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later..~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115900883979222543?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115882812431925609</id><published>2006-09-21T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T16:49:49.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Morning, Principal, Vice principal, teachers and fellow crestians.&lt;br /&gt;My topic today is, why it is important to lead a healthy lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;What the..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, in case you guys are wondering what im talking abt, it was my speech test i had on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda ridiculous lor.&lt;br /&gt;why the hell did the english department choose such a topic.&lt;br /&gt;its so difficult to elaborate and easy to digress.&lt;br /&gt;gonna flunk it anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;And, we just had a Chem test today. [ on mole concept ]&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think im gonna get an egg.&lt;br /&gt;i studied, but i looked at the paper like it was some alien.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Stressed, i can almost feel my white hair growing 10 inches longer.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, enought abt tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to know our art topic already.&lt;br /&gt;its Shells.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda difficult to explore.&lt;br /&gt;Have to bring on some photos tml for art lesson.&lt;br /&gt;But, how to take lor.&lt;br /&gt;come on la, shells mainly means sea creatures, war stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, am i supposed to go underwater to take it. --"&lt;br /&gt;or go to some on going war to take the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, how how how am i gonna get those photos for class tml!&lt;br /&gt;Oh shyt.&lt;br /&gt;and im supposed to bring the previous six best photos for art tml.&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Denise,&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;not everyone is taking up photography lah.&lt;br /&gt;All of us trying out only ma.&lt;br /&gt;if one don have the talent in photography its like cannot do well de lor.&lt;br /&gt;who will so stupid to continue.&lt;br /&gt;thats y all trying out only ma.&lt;br /&gt;also no harm.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, if everyone take photography also good.&lt;br /&gt;can ask each other for pointers during O's.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala..&lt;br /&gt;My brother is back from camp.&lt;br /&gt;He is Back.&lt;br /&gt;which means less gunbounding for me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye, later peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115882812431925609?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115882812431925609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115882812431925609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115882812431925609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115882812431925609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-morning-principal-vice-principal.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115875418656460625</id><published>2006-09-20T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:09:46.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC. Made my IC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115875418656460625?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115875418656460625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115875418656460625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115875418656460625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115875418656460625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/made-my-ic.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115867635546204232</id><published>2006-09-19T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:32:35.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know,&lt;br /&gt;and, i can Feel that we are,&lt;br /&gt;slowly..,&lt;br /&gt;drifting apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just have that uneasy sensation.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whatever is happening.&lt;br /&gt;and i really don't hope whatever i pictured, to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worried. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115867635546204232?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115867635546204232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115867635546204232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115867635546204232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115867635546204232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-know-and-i-can-feel-that-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115866912139527303</id><published>2006-09-19T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T20:32:01.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pissed x 987654321.&lt;br /&gt;im so pisssed.&lt;br /&gt;So very pissed.&lt;br /&gt;I went Lavendar today to get my IC done.&lt;br /&gt;missed training.&lt;br /&gt;But, i didn't get my IC done in the end.&lt;br /&gt;It was like this,&lt;br /&gt;i went lavendar after school.&lt;br /&gt;rushed there cause its closing already.&lt;br /&gt;met my mum at the mrt and off we go.&lt;br /&gt;But, only after i reached the building, the COUNTER to be specific.&lt;br /&gt;My mum said, " I forgot to bring your Birthcert. "&lt;br /&gt;--"""""""""""""""""""""""""&lt;br /&gt;--"""""""""""""""""""""""""&lt;br /&gt;--"""""""""""""""""""""""""&lt;br /&gt;WASTED TRIP.&lt;br /&gt;Lavendar lehs auntie.&lt;br /&gt;but but, my mum treated me ice creams at Swensens.&lt;br /&gt;Probably to let me feel less sad, for making a wasted trip.&lt;br /&gt;Or, because of the promotion.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just to tell ya guys, there is promotion at Swensens.&lt;br /&gt;On weekdays, until 5.30, there is this promo going on.&lt;br /&gt;buy 1 get 1 free. [ice cream la.]&lt;br /&gt;kinda worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there is One thing to be happy about today.&lt;br /&gt;My brother went for rockclimbing CAMP.&lt;br /&gt;two days 1 night.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;kinda shiok.&lt;br /&gt;Finally can use the comp.&lt;br /&gt;Woots.&lt;br /&gt;But, for every happy thing, there is always a bad side of it.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going to make my IC yet again, tml.&lt;br /&gt;will probably be home late or some sort.&lt;br /&gt;so, not much chance of using the comp either.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NEVERMIND.&lt;br /&gt;can use good ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and im like having this freaking chem test on the mole concept, taught by THAT teacher.&lt;br /&gt;And i totally has no idea what is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, im so gonna get screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;later~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115866912139527303?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115866912139527303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115866912139527303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115866912139527303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115866912139527303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/pissed-x-987654321.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115866818473025130</id><published>2006-09-19T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T20:16:24.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7627/2953/1600/Shoplifters3-1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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Just what the heck are you doing? That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?"&lt;br /&gt;The young boy was apologetic. "Please, mister...please, I'm sorry but I didn't know what else to do," He pleaded. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop..."&lt;br /&gt;With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a  spot just around a parked car.&lt;br /&gt;"It's my brother, "he said. "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."&lt;br /&gt;Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."&lt;br /&gt;Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat.&lt;br /&gt;He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts.&lt;br /&gt;A quick look told him everything was going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you and may God bless you," the grateful child told the stranger. &lt;br /&gt;Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy! push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home.&lt;br /&gt;It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar.&lt;br /&gt;The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door.&lt;br /&gt;He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: "Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!"&lt;br /&gt;God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at  us. It's our choice to listen or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just do not move so fast in yr life till someone has to throw a brick at you to capture yr attention.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115866715054960519?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115866715054960519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115866715054960519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115866715054960519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115866715054960519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/touching-story.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115858861353932393</id><published>2006-09-18T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T16:46:59.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey folks!&lt;br /&gt;had a great day ytd.&lt;br /&gt;went to exhibitions which were really kewl.&lt;br /&gt;took pics, post it up some other times.&lt;br /&gt;but, there's also bad news.&lt;br /&gt;My left leg screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;totally.&lt;br /&gt;first, i went toenail-less.&lt;br /&gt;second, i had a sprained ankle.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i have a i don't know what happened to my knee.&lt;br /&gt;i only know we walked alot,&lt;br /&gt;and half way thru, my left leg feels as thought the joints are rubbing against each other.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;but after awhile, it started to ache.&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;lucky me, its exam period.&lt;br /&gt;i can rest my legs, cause no trngs.&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anw, i talked to Mr Razak abt the photography already.&lt;br /&gt;he told us to try it out.&lt;br /&gt;and see how it goes, blar blah blar.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;so im like, cool.&lt;br /&gt;gonna experiment on shells.&lt;br /&gt;good luck eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye,&lt;br /&gt;tata guys.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh ya, i got a constipated face thats gonna be stuck on my ic forever.)&lt;br /&gt;(don't ask to see my ic when i get it back.)&lt;br /&gt;(i repeat, do not. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115858861353932393?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115858861353932393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115858861353932393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115858861353932393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115858861353932393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-folks-had-great-day-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115856930795731223</id><published>2006-09-18T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T16:48:27.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A email i received from Wende,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all gals , pls take note!!To all guys , pls let your female friends know about this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi my dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not just a forwarded message. It happened for REAL!!!! When I read this forwarded email, I thought it was just a made-up story or junk mail. But I really thank God that I have read this email before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 30.12.2005, Friday in Singapore.It happened to me just now when I was on my way back from work. I will never forget this dangerous incident that I have experienced. It is a valuable lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bear in mind, DON'T GET INTO A TAXI ALONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to sit in the taxi alone, please be 100% alert with the surrounding. No matter the taxi driver is chinese, malay or indian, PLEASE BE AWARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you notice that there is a sound of spray of perfume or air purifier inside the taxi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE GET DOWN from the TAXI IMMEDIATELY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just happened to me just now. It was about 12.45am. I gotinto a taxi driven by a malay man. I was in the taxi for a few minutes when I suddenly heard a sound of spray and there was a smell like air purifier. I felt wierd as to why the driver put two types of air purifiers in his taxi. The smell immediately reminded me about this forwarded email that I had read. I started to be aware of my surroundings. But the puff of the purifier kept appears every few minutes. I was very worried and scared. Gradually, I sensed that my body started to feel weak and weaker. The purifier kept puffing from the back seat, just right behind me. As I felt my whole body weakening, I asked the driver to let me get down at theside road. But he kept trying to talk to me and asked me why not drop off at my destination. I think he was trying to drag the time.  To my horror, I felt both of my hands and legs got numbed and no energy, almost could not move. When I talked to the driver, I could not even speak properly, not to say to shout for help, 'cos I was really too weak. Immediately, I opened the door and ran to passer-by for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God for saving me. If not, I really can't imagine what would have happened to me. I am traumised by this incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a TRUE case. Please do keep in mind!IT IS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need to share with you guys, no matter you are men or women 'cos It is NOT a LIE , not a made-up story.It really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do let your friends, family members and relatives know aboutthis case. I believe you are just like me, don't wish anybody to be the victim of this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pls be aware when aboard to a taxi, especially the ladies."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115856930795731223?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115856930795731223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115856930795731223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115856930795731223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115856930795731223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/email-i-received-from-wende-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115840482815302076</id><published>2006-09-16T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T16:45:01.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, Mr Razak will be bring us (the art students) for an outing tml.&lt;br /&gt;We'll be going around to look at all the exhibitions of Famous art works.&lt;br /&gt;Kewl huh.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;But that also means i have to cancel the appointment with bev and girls, and also maybe the shopping appointment with Wende.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115840482815302076?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115840482815302076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115840482815302076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115840482815302076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115840482815302076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-mr-razak-will-be-bring-us-art.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115840379973129213</id><published>2006-09-16T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T18:49:59.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so i'm here again.&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;I cant find a way to pour out what im feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't take it la.&lt;br /&gt;My work, her credit.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i MAY be taking up photography for O lvls art.&lt;br /&gt;Only Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Will talk to Mr Razak abt it soon.&lt;br /&gt;Have to see if Mum wants to sponsor me for all the needs blar blah.&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope i can do well in it, don't wanna waste the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, i feel like learning yoga after the EOY.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be learning taekwondo too, i Think.&lt;br /&gt;Man, gonna save, save, save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i tell you i thought of taking up interior designing?&lt;br /&gt;Well, i checked up the website from Tp for Interior Designing.&lt;br /&gt;And the criterias are kinda low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minimum Entry Requirements&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 GCE 'O' Level subjects including :&lt;br /&gt;English(EL1*): Grades 1-7&lt;br /&gt;Maths(E or A) Grades 1-7&lt;br /&gt;Any other 3 subjects, excluding CCA: Grades 1-6&lt;br /&gt;To be eligible for selection, you must also have sat for at least one of the following subjects:Additional Combined Science, &lt;strong&gt;Art&lt;/strong&gt;, Art &amp; Design, Biology, Chemistry, Combined Science, Design &amp;amp; Technology, Engineering Science, Integrated Science , Physical Science, Physics, Science (Chemistry, Biology), Science (Physics, Biology)&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Science (Physics, Chemistry),&lt;/strong&gt; Science (Physics, Chemistry, Biology)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Selection procedures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All applications meeting our minimum entry requirements are considered. Candidates with good ‘O’ level results may apply via the Joint Admissions Exercise (JAE).&lt;br /&gt;Candidates with good portfolios and strong inclination for creativity and design may apply through the Joint Polytechnic Special Admission Exercise (JPSAE).&lt;br /&gt;Shortlisted candidates are usually required to attend an interview to which they should bring samples/portfolios of their work in art and design exercises or other media of expression that show evidence of creativity and imagination. They may also show certificates of completed courses and letters of recommendation from employers. Other qualities like commitment, motivation and passion for art and design are most favourably considered. The process seeks to ascertain your aptitude, attitude, knowledge and potential for the Interior Architecture &amp; Design course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Career Opportunities&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course equips you with the ability and professional competence to provide interior design services, both locally and internationally, for corporate, retail, hospitality, exhibition, institutional and residential projects. You could set up an interior design consultancy, design-related businesses or practise in an architect’s office. Other possible career paths are in the areas of event management, exhibition design, interior product design and in-house design for museums and galleries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, ya. thats abt it.&lt;br /&gt;Go for this?&lt;br /&gt;Or not?&lt;br /&gt;haha, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just chiong my studies.&lt;br /&gt;Buck Up Jiahui!&lt;br /&gt;--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care dudes.&lt;br /&gt;later~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115840379973129213?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115840379973129213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115840379973129213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115840379973129213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115840379973129213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-so-im-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115837142802071149</id><published>2006-09-16T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T09:50:28.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPENING IN MALAYSIA, PLEASE READ!!!&lt;br /&gt;Happening in Malaysia! Not sure how true is this... but better be extra careful…Rapist is raping Malaysian Girls? Many Chinese girls are raped everyday in Malaysia but the government is covering up! Malaysia is no more a safe place to be. Once you are RAPED, you are better off DEAD!!! So please BE AWARE AND DON'T TAKE ANYTHING FOR GRANTED!!! SHOUT, PUNCH, AND EVEN KILL IF YOU HAVE TO PROTECT YOUR LIFE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From, CARING MALAYSIAN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guys!!! Warn your girlfriends or wife. Girls! Take note&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Girls…please be careful there was a case reported in the Star, yesterday (28 Jun) about a 17 yr old girl that almost got raped near Tropicana. I won't give you the details, but it happened at 1 Utama (this wasn't mentioned) about 10pm when a guy on motorcycle stopped her and her bf. Luckily, nothing terrible happened except that the bf got beaten up.&lt;br /&gt;Take care out there, my housemate's colleague experienced this Forgot about the place but as she was turning in, this white Audi in front of her suddenly blocked her.&lt;br /&gt;A few guys got down from the car with sticks and went towards her car. They asked her to get down, but she was smart, she managed to divert their attention and she quickly reversed her car and fled toward the main road. The white car didn't managed to follow behind coz the driver forgot to shut the car doors and reversed thus knocking down his fellow friends.&lt;br /&gt;She thought she was out of danger and went to her husband's office, and she was slowing down the car, a van suddenly came out of nowhere and tried to block her way. Good thing she acted fast and drove straight to the police station nearby and reported the case. And she was told that this incident was the 3rd time occurring.&lt;br /&gt;But the police are not doing anything about it. So, be careful wherever you are and always be on the alert. I don't know how true this is.&lt;br /&gt;BEWARE to all u gals out ther. if u go to ss2 and (section 14) Beware. coz there hev been a white van catching girls into the van then rape them then throw them out naked. so if u gals wanna go there make sure u all go in groups or wif guys.&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Pass it on to your other gal pals. And guys...please be alert too and take care of the girls ok? Take Care&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea, received this email from one of my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda frightening, so just take note ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, i don't know how true this is.&lt;br /&gt;But girls, just be alert when you go out. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, school ytd was Alright la.&lt;br /&gt;then had traning.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! It was kewl.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it was raining and we just sat there to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Took photos.&lt;br /&gt;Did art.&lt;br /&gt;Fooled around.&lt;br /&gt;Then, around 5 we played Match already.&lt;br /&gt;So slack.&lt;br /&gt;shiiiok. :D&lt;br /&gt;After trng, i called my mum to say im going to eat dinner out.&lt;br /&gt;But, she said she cooked already, i say, "i don care la. i wanna eat bk."&lt;br /&gt;Then, i went BK with Wanlin to buy ler.&lt;br /&gt;bought take away.&lt;br /&gt;Just when im walking home, i saw my mum cycling to downtown!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, she's gonna buy dinner.&lt;br /&gt;--"&lt;br /&gt;She, damn cute de la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, yea.&lt;br /&gt;Thats my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to play gunbound!&lt;br /&gt;Byebye. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115837142802071149?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115837142802071149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115837142802071149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115837142802071149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115837142802071149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/happening-in-malaysia-please-read.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115814195533961243</id><published>2006-09-13T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T18:05:55.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;went to sch with a bandaged ankle AND toes.&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone asked what happened to my leg.&lt;br /&gt;lol, answer until pekcek.&lt;br /&gt;If i got an obvious injury again, i'll hang around my neck with a board saying what happened.&lt;br /&gt;much easier, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;just joking.&lt;br /&gt;but it was really boring ytd.&lt;br /&gt;sat on the desk throughout the whole training.&lt;br /&gt;dead darn b-o-r-i-n-g.&lt;br /&gt;today, the day was Fiiiiine.&lt;br /&gt;except flu has already been bugging me for the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;on and off.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;remedy anyone?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so, gonna take the bandage off my ankle tonight.&lt;br /&gt;yay, school shoes tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after hearing the suggestions Mr Ong read out today, i have a few to suggest myself.&lt;br /&gt;First, a CCA tee for every cca.&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't it be kewl.&lt;br /&gt;then ask for subsidy.&lt;br /&gt;Second, If the School were to give out any freebies again, let the students design a nice one which everyone would then use, rather than a UG*Y one which no one would carry. Offence thou.&lt;br /&gt;Third, a gate to be opened nearer to central, rather than the current one which is far, if it rains suddenly, we'll all be drenched cause there ain't no shelter.&lt;br /&gt;Four, [ im still thinking. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115814195533961243?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115814195533961243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115814195533961243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115814195533961243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115814195533961243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/tuesday-went-to-sch-with-bandaged.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115798332194624309</id><published>2006-09-11T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T22:02:01.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;iiii'm back to blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start all the way back from Friday, which is MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;went for a netball carnival,&lt;br /&gt;received alot of birthday wishes.&lt;br /&gt;performed relatively well i guess.&lt;br /&gt;bad thing is i had a slight sprain on my ankle during one of the matches.&lt;br /&gt;had sunburn, and face peeled.&lt;br /&gt;went home to sleep blar blah blar..&lt;br /&gt;didn't do much la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth much happened during the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;only thing, ankle swelling.&lt;br /&gt;And, chiong art.&lt;br /&gt;didn't finished it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went back to school today.&lt;br /&gt;worried abt art, but Mr Razak didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;haha, kinda lucky thou.&lt;br /&gt;was gonna have physics test but Mrs Koh didn't turn up either.&lt;br /&gt;lucky again.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, had this talk by Mr Ong during assembly.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really concentrate but its smth abt studies, coping well.&lt;br /&gt;alot of famous quotes then we are released from school. [sounds like some animals kena RELEASED from the cage. haha.]&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went home then to dte for bk with weening and pearlyn.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Pearlyn's hse to take things blar blah blar.&lt;br /&gt;then, going to the physician at central met up with Jewel.&lt;br /&gt;Din't wanna go at first cause i thought my swelling was going down.&lt;br /&gt;But decided to go in the end cause i don't want to have a recurring swollen ankle.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i think she is Good.&lt;br /&gt;worth the 1hr 40mins of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;she pulled my toes, cracked my ankle pulling it here and there.&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Told not to walk/run much.&lt;br /&gt;Open the bandage only after Wed night or longer.&lt;br /&gt;No cold drinks.&lt;br /&gt;No sour food and fruits.&lt;br /&gt;haha, ppl, if you see me doing any of the above, STOP me.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda busy.&lt;br /&gt;Good Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115798332194624309?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115798332194624309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115798332194624309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115798332194624309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115798332194624309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115789030371439324</id><published>2006-09-10T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T20:11:43.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Five snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;1. Nutrition Bars&lt;br /&gt;2. Chips&lt;br /&gt;3. Fries&lt;br /&gt;4. Nuggets&lt;br /&gt;5. Goreng Pisang?&lt;br /&gt;Five songs I know all the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;1. Kiss Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;2. Since you've been gone&lt;br /&gt;3. Ambiguous [ Rainie Yang ]&lt;br /&gt;4. Feng&lt;br /&gt;5. You're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Five things I would do with $100 million:&lt;br /&gt;1. Buy what ever i want, stuffs for family and friends&lt;br /&gt;2. Parents.&lt;br /&gt;3. Renovate Room.&lt;br /&gt;4. Donate.&lt;br /&gt;5. Save.&lt;br /&gt;Five places I would run away to:&lt;br /&gt;1. the airport runway.&lt;br /&gt;2. Home.&lt;br /&gt;3. Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;4. Holiday.&lt;br /&gt;5. Netball Matches.&lt;br /&gt;Five things I will never wear:&lt;br /&gt;1. Very Skimpy clothings&lt;br /&gt;2. Dunno&lt;br /&gt;3. Dunno&lt;br /&gt;4. Dunno&lt;br /&gt;5. Dunno&lt;br /&gt;bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;1. Not bathing the moment i reach home.&lt;br /&gt;2. lazing on the bed after waking up.&lt;br /&gt;3. Last minute for anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;4. Talking too much.&lt;br /&gt;5. Moodswings?&lt;br /&gt;Five biggest joys:&lt;br /&gt;1. being able to be here, in the world. thanks mama, and papa. lol.&lt;br /&gt;2. able to study.&lt;br /&gt;3. a healthy body.&lt;br /&gt;4. given a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;5. having so many ppl there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Five famous people I would date:&lt;br /&gt;1. Hyun Bin&lt;br /&gt;2. I FORGOT THEIR NAMES.&lt;br /&gt;3. I FORGOT THEIR NAMES.&lt;br /&gt;4. I FORGOT THEIR NAMES.&lt;br /&gt;5. Haiya, i don care de la. lol&lt;br /&gt;Five people to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;1. Beverley&lt;br /&gt;2. Wanlin&lt;br /&gt;3. Alicia&lt;br /&gt;4. Joan&lt;br /&gt;5. Twinny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115789030371439324?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115789030371439324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115789030371439324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115789030371439324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115789030371439324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/five-snacks-i-enjoy-1.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115788950680556900</id><published>2006-09-10T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T19:58:26.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Name 20 people you can think of at the top of your head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't read the questions before you write, and tag 5 people to do this survey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Grace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Denise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Beverley&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Mabel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Weening&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Pearlyn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Jewel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Kenny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Khai&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Debbie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Weimin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. ShingJiuan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Sheree&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. Wanlin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Valerie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. QiuTing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Debbie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. QingXiu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. Denise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. Clarissa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How did you meet 14? - Netball.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What would you do if you never met 1? - haha. i dunno. i would be lost?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What would you do if 20 and 9 dated? - haha, kinda compatible. [height.] jkjk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did you ever like 19? - friends? hell yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Would 6 and 17 make a good couple? - Haha. They don even know each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Descibe 3. - Well, Beverley. overly siao haha, and pretty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you think 8 is pretty? - VERY. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Say something about 7. - under her innocence cover lies another girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you know 12's family? - Not really. but ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's 18's favourite? - Netball? haha. don really know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who is 9 going out with? - Nah, cannot be. haha, not her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How old is 16 now? - Fifteen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When was the last time you talked to 13? - Last Friday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Would you date 4? - Hell yes. Oh, she's so pretty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Would you date 7? - yes, if given a chance. but too bad, she's attached.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is 15 single?- i think so.What's 10 last name? - Loh Ling Man!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Would you have a serious relationship with 11? - Nooooo, lol. he's my brudder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which school does 3 go to? - Prcs?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where does 6 live? - Around Pasir Ris interchange.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's your favourite thing about 5? -Hmm, Dao hua at the moment?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115788950680556900?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115788950680556900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115788950680556900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115788950680556900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115788950680556900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/name-20-people-you-can-think-of-at-top.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27960121.post-115788853038245769</id><published>2006-09-10T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T19:42:10.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of theother students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a spacebetween each name.&lt;br /&gt;Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.&lt;br /&gt;It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.&lt;br /&gt;That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each studenton a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday she gave each student his or her list.&lt;br /&gt;Before long, the entire class was smiling."Really?" she heard whispered. "I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!" and, "I didn't know others liked me so much." were most of the comments.&lt;br /&gt;No one ever mentioned those papers in class again.&lt;br /&gt;She never knew if they discussed them after class with their parents, but it didn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;The exercise had accomplished its purpose.&lt;br /&gt;The students were happy with themselves and one another.&lt;br /&gt;That group of students moved on.&lt;br /&gt;Several years later, one of the students was killed in Vietnam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student.&lt;br /&gt;She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before.&lt;br /&gt;He looked so handsome, so mature.&lt;br /&gt;The church was packed with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.&lt;br /&gt;As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her.&lt;br /&gt;"Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;She nodded: "yes."&lt;br /&gt;Then he said: "Mark talked about you a lot."&lt;br /&gt;After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon.&lt;br /&gt;Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.&lt;br /&gt;"We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;"They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it."&lt;br /&gt;Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said.&lt;br /&gt;"As you can see, Mark treasured it."&lt;br /&gt;All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around.&lt;br /&gt;Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home."&lt;br /&gt;Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album."&lt;br /&gt;"I have mine too," Marilyn said. "It's in my diary."&lt;br /&gt;Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her purse and showed her frazzled list to the group. "I carry this with me at all times, " Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: "I think we all saved our lists."&lt;br /&gt;That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried.&lt;br /&gt;She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.&lt;br /&gt;The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day.&lt;br /&gt;And we don't know when that one day will be.&lt;br /&gt;So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27960121-115788853038245769?l=datruthreveals-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/feeds/115788853038245769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27960121&amp;postID=115788853038245769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115788853038245769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27960121/posts/default/115788853038245769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datruthreveals-.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-day-teacher-asked-her-students-to.html' title=''/><author><name>scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13251040176314098897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
