<?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-7288169</id><updated>2011-05-20T08:58:13.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's like this</title><subtitle type='html'>Life. My life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nat`</name><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>176</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288169.post-110145666623731869</id><published>2004-11-26T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T16:11:06.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>what can i say.. even the twittering of birds reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-110145666623731869?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/110145666623731869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=110145666623731869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110145666623731869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110145666623731869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-110145063340485274</id><published>2004-11-26T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T15:20:16.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving</title><content type='html'>from tomorrow on, i will be located &lt;a href="http://aoi-tenshi.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be tagging people's blogs to let them know of the change. update your links!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just back from tj where we had first band prac(not counting tune in).. honestly, i have to admit that i played very, very horribly. every time i was faced with running notes, i slipped back into Eb fingering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what, didn't i say i was playing the Bb? haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway. had combine first thing.. think sectionals would be quite gan ga.. cos like lianwei and terence(the tkss tubist) are like good friends.. then the whatshisname wan something from dunnowhere always sticking with the bass eupho(there's such a thing?!) and that leaves me and mag.. and we've known each other for four years. oh so fun. yea.. the pieces we have are somewhat... challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for the first time in my life i'm assigned a solo part in 'impressions of japan'. and i just &lt;strong&gt;had&lt;/strong&gt; to screw it up. oh well done nat. fine! i suck, okay? seriously think there's sth wrong with me.. mag was complaining too during lunch. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i really like the sax solos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ohwell. nat stop being an idiot. there's three and a half hours to prom. go get ready and stop thinking about this shit. go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and stop crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, a little something and nothing. coincides with what sali told me about someone not knowing what ___'s missing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Plain Sight" src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/Jai16/1099784838_plainsight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your Beauty lies&lt;br /&gt;in Plain Sight. Plain, simple and the girl next&lt;br /&gt;door. People tend overlook you as you are the&lt;br /&gt;"normal girl", but you're actually&lt;br /&gt;very beautiful. And you have plenty about you to&lt;br /&gt;set you apart, but more that&lt;br /&gt;lets you blend. People love the stability you have&lt;br /&gt;because as others may come&lt;br /&gt;and go, you will always be there and you may always&lt;br /&gt;be the same. You like simple&lt;br /&gt;things and that's what people like about you. You&lt;br /&gt;most likely enjoy things most&lt;br /&gt;consider normal, like movies, shopping, that sort&lt;br /&gt;of thing and are very friendly&lt;br /&gt;and probably have many friends. You are sweet and&lt;br /&gt;kind and that shows on you,&lt;br /&gt;but you're also strong and not very naive. You're a&lt;br /&gt;rather well-rounded&lt;br /&gt;individual. Even though some people pass you off as&lt;br /&gt;just another girl, shrug it&lt;br /&gt;off because they don't know what they're&lt;br /&gt;missing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some Things&lt;br /&gt;That Represent You:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Element:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth, Light &lt;b&gt;Animal:&lt;/b&gt; Cat &lt;b&gt;Color:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinks, Blues, Browns &lt;b&gt;Song:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Next Door by Pilot &lt;b&gt;Expression:&lt;/b&gt; Simple&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gemstone:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexandrite &lt;b&gt;Mythological Creature:&lt;/b&gt; Fox&lt;br /&gt;Demon, Hobbit &lt;b&gt;Sign:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tauros &lt;b&gt;Planet:&lt;/b&gt; Jupiter &lt;b&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light Brown &lt;b&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To the world you may be one person, but to&lt;br /&gt;one person you may be the world."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Jai16/quizzes/Where%20Does%20Your%20Beauty%20Lie?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Where Does Your Beauty Lie? ..::Original Pictures Are Back! Detailed Results::..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-110145063340485274?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/110145063340485274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=110145063340485274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110145063340485274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110145063340485274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/11/moving.html' title='moving'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-110138272523726847</id><published>2004-11-25T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T06:57:42.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i choose to cry</title><content type='html'>tears i never knew existed now make their presence known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never cried for anyone, never. but now i'm crying for you. and for this ache in me that might never go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i know i said it'll all be over. but somehow i can't keep that promise. because i can never look at you and not think of what might have been. because i'll never know, it hurts. because you were never there, it hurts. because you left a part of me feeling so, so empty, it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i cry for you. i cry for you, and for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel so helpless. so useless. so foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i subject myself to all this. but these tears won't stop once they've started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't you see? i'm crying for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't know how much i miss you. how much i just need you to be there and tell me everything would be all right. how much i just need to see you smile at me, laugh with me. comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has never occured to you that this is cutting me so deep, has it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone tell me why i put up with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wound is so deep, it'll probably never heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may look nonchalant, but inside is an open cut that bleeds freely. a masquerade i am finding hard to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i can't even bring myself to even talk to you. i only gaze at you from afar. but i don't think you notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cry for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't see the tears. you don't see the pain. you don't see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chose this path, and now i walk it. tears.. they are the only company i have left on this long and dusty path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will you come back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cry for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-110138272523726847?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/110138272523726847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=110138272523726847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110138272523726847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110138272523726847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-choose-to-cry.html' title='i choose to cry'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-110134780156985231</id><published>2004-11-25T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T09:56:41.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>done.</title><content type='html'>okay. i'm moving &lt;a href="http://aoi-tenshi.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not ready yet so don't anyhow go clickety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta run. love ya peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gambadeh jie!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-110134780156985231?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/110134780156985231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=110134780156985231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110134780156985231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110134780156985231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/11/done.html' title='done.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-110093235004153543</id><published>2004-11-20T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T14:32:30.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two</title><content type='html'>two more days to total liberation. total liberation i say!! =&lt;br /&gt;ooh the da vinci code. &lt;em&gt;don't believe everything you read.&lt;/em&gt; =\ yeaaah. it's really kinda cool. and a little confusing. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes one more paper and it'll all be over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to convince michelle to watch shutter with me and grace.actually we wanted to watch dollmaster. but i don't think it's showing anymore. anyway two people watch horror movie no fun wat. so i asked rahh and lookit. haix. why is everyone going somewhere cool this holidays? i may not even be going anywhere. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum's friend popped by a couple of hours ago. (her two twin sons are my primary school classmates. needless to say they're both smarter than me) apparently she's worried that one of them won't get into temasek with 13 points. -_-; er hello? i got 19 lah. argh. the best thing? she said 'lao da gen lao er hui zai temasek den ni'. uh.. okay thanks? okaaaaay. i haven't seen them since i was. i dunno. thirteen? yea okay. sure. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i'm already making plans for monday, tuesday, and saturday. all that's left is thursday, and... monday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two~~~~~~~~~~~! hahah watch out i'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OLINDA YOU ARE STILL MY IDOL. YOU WILL ALWAYS BE MY IDOL.. GREAT JOB GIRL~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. yes. i can't believe that syl's fanbase pulled through.. hello he can't sing la.. all he can do is stand there and smile. and he's not even that good-looking either. i mean seriously lah. he has no dress sense.. his hair looks like a plant wilted or sth, falling all over his face. and huifang was screaming vulgarities at me over sms. hey it's not my fault!! at least taufik's good. olindaaaaaa~! hahah.. yes. i shall stop ranting now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. physics here i come. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said. i shall stop ranting now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-110093235004153543?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/110093235004153543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=110093235004153543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110093235004153543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110093235004153543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/11/two.html' title='two'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-110042639387773034</id><published>2004-11-14T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T17:59:53.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eight.</title><content type='html'>i've made a post-exam timetable(and then realised how many free days i have.. everything's centered around the first week of holidays.). i've made my self a little countdown to the last paper(science1) and it's screaming a huge orange &lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt; that i will strike out before i sleep. =) yes. i'm reaching the end of it all. finally. i've made arrangements with grace. looking forward to the beach trip. i have many concerts lined up(i'm watching, not playing.. hahah) and many outings. many events. and yet my calander manages to look empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have fifteen minutes left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; wait for the exams to be over. finally, to be able to slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm definately moving. where to will be confirmed at a later date.. =) okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta run =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EIGHT MORE DAYS! GO NAT~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-110042639387773034?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/110042639387773034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=110042639387773034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110042639387773034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110042639387773034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/11/eight.html' title='eight.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-110006344566701323</id><published>2004-11-10T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T13:10:45.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12</title><content type='html'>12 more days. 12 more days. two of which are public holidays. and four of which are weekends. and two of which have no papers. i have bio(that's in an hour's time) history geog paper2 amath paper2 and science paper1 left go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. i think i've got bio nailed. hope the paper1's difficult and paper2 easy. hope hope hope. pray~. ahhh.. uh well at least i can (somewhat) do plants and (sort of) reproduction in mammals and plants and inheritence and and and transport in mammals. i think i've got that. and something on microorganisms. oooohhhh.. lucky i have guanyu's bio text.(guanyu next day i got money maybe i buy u lunch hor thanks =)) haha.. uh! oh and i think this will be a little too late for sec 4s who read this, but in the june paper there was a question regarding reduction division in plants and that refers to meiosis. yupx.. thanks to ms yong!! i think kor's busy.. tried to contact him but he never reply at all.. yes. bio bio bio bio~~! uhm yes!! i have to go gramercy to see score for net. if i remember &gt;_&lt; my memory sucks.. hah. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got guanyu to give me lianwei's number.. asked him abt the tune in and stuff.. yupx.. then he asked me abt the tuba that i use heh. =) me -heart- tuba. ooh transport in mammals. lubdub. lubdub. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda warm in the com lab, but that's fine.. raining like crazy outside tho.. or it &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; raining like crazy just now. tsk noisy people. gonna call nat later.. dunno which orchestra performing tonight, there's a tuba concerto and I WANT TO GO darn. hahah.. so later i'm gonna call nat and listen to the concerto over the phone so fun. =) tuba rocks yeaa.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh finally the forums loaded.. =) i have so many plans. yay~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say it with me: &lt;strong&gt;twelve days to go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's put in everything for the final days~! go sec4s!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can do it.. i can do it.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can do it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i can do it.. i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-110006344566701323?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/110006344566701323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=110006344566701323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110006344566701323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/110006344566701323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/11/12.html' title='12'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109997774544665199</id><published>2004-11-09T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T13:22:25.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration</title><content type='html'>oh no. daisy wants me to study bio. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh. mep in a while. i don't really.. no wait i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares that bush won?! oops that didn't come out right.. but i'm a kerry supporter. okay okay. so america will be subjected to bush for another four years. big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know that i don't care. i can't be in the least bothered about politics, not even in singapore. so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm itching to toy around with the digital camera my dad's letting me borrow. i want grace to be my.. model. you know. model. hahah.. pretty gal sitting on the beach looking forlorn, maybe tracing out a heart in the sand, wind whipping through her hair as she gazes out at some faraway spot on the horizon, lost in a daydream.. innocent look, face flushed.. typical prettygirl =) go gracie!! hahah.. yup. actually i wanted to ask michelle. but. hahah.. maybe we'll try taking one of her at a high-rise building setting. i think that'll actually capture singapore's concrete jungle quite well. took a few photos of raisin(the oversized rodent) and think that the one nic took's really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know i was so into photography. amatureish, i'm sure, but nonetheless. but i like to think of photography as an.. art. okay it is an art. but still. to capture the perfect harmony of colours, lights, effects.. yeah sounds like composing for an orchestra. and you have to have the right subject. i haven't seen grace for a while, but i'm sure she's grown prettier.. hahah. anyway.. based on what i remember of her she's gonne do really really well. dark hair, kinda pale face, glasses. yes glasses. =) somehow i feel that glasses is what ties everything together for her. she's a dreamer, like me, only way prettier.. hahah. anyway i'm sure she'll be perfect. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 more days to the end of o levels!! everyone say it with me: &lt;strong&gt;thirteen!!!&lt;/strong&gt; hahah.. can't wait for it to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i told ms ee, i have many post-exam plans. there's prom, and we're gonna dress xinxian up for that.. knowing that vera'll be around means it'll be a crazy affair.. =) and then there's staying at nat's place. and then there's singapore idol finals!! actually i wanna get the tickets through nusso but. well. and then there's the syo concert where lookit'll get his suprise(oi guanyu are you still doing this or not~!).. and there's the tj tune-in and performance. and and and. i wanna go shopping with ms ee again!!!! =) then there's michelle and natalie and huifang's birthdays, and bbq at huifang's.. and lots of other things. i wanna get back into my hobby.. i wanna go back to school once in a while just to watch my jrs practice.. i wanna hang out with all my friends and teachers. and i also wanna learn the oboe from nat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a really great relationship with ms ee. =) it's kinda fun to be able to talk to a teacher without inhibitions. without having to watch your words.. of course, my relationship with nat's better =)) hahah.. yes. dear jiejie, if you like him just admit lahh~! hahah.. anyway i think i should be able to go watch the sembawang winds concert wif you next year x) watch that whatshisname conduct right. hahah.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of moving. will confirm this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i have said before.. i'm a dreamer. and this dreamer's gonna dream really, really big. watch out, here i come! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109997774544665199?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109997774544665199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109997774544665199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109997774544665199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109997774544665199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/11/inspiration.html' title='inspiration'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109988905048473955</id><published>2004-11-08T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T12:44:10.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overdue and stale.</title><content type='html'>i know this is seriously overdue. seriously. not as overdue as that library book i was supposed to return ages ago. but overdue. this is the ranting that has been accumulated over the past week. yes thankyouverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying at the library with michelle, i realise that i have to go study my mep asap. not only because the paper is tomorrow. i must also remember that 'melisma' is that crazy thing that people do when the alternate between close pitches. or something. i have no idea. so i must study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must learn the diff between recitative and aria. i must learn the diff between symphony and concerto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must learn everything by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why i say i'm terribly not cut out to do mep. i'm still struggling whether i should/should not take mep as a subject in jc, since i can't compose to save my life. and neither can i come up with comprehensive essays either. perhaps it was just because i was doing vietnam and my essay happened to sound like something out of a textbook on vietnam. but. i really should rethink my motives for taking mep. and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tj tune-in is on 24th. i have to ask if we have to bring our own instruments. or if i can go late/skip briefing for first three months(i think that's quite impossible, mrs loe stressed that it's compulsory). or if i will be able to make it because mag and fang are going too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing against playing with my batchmates for the tune-in. in fact, i really would like to play with them in the upcoming concert. if we were going to be a part of it, that is. i hope we would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know this is starting to get boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emath 1 was an insult to our intelligence. i've said it once and i'll say it many more times before i let it go. emath two(today) was slightly better and i think that they might mod up the grades once they're through with marking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to amath. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of people are talking about missing their friends from their various levels. sec4s, jc2s.. everywhere it's the same thing. and(while michelle bugs me) i shall take what she once told me into consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'it is not the end of the road. i refuse to believe it so. i will not thank you for being my best friend(what?! i have to thank you for that?!). we are very close friends and i know that we will have many more good memories together.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? the crazy thing is that, i believe her. no matter where we're going.. michelle to vj, huifang and xinxian to nanyang, xuemin to lasaille, vera to serengoon and me to(hopefully) tj, i know we shall all remain very close friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though we will never share recesses.. even though we won't be able to bitch about teachers we all know.. even though we may not be able to share lesson notes.. even though we won't see each other every day.. even though we won't be able to tease each other anymore.. even though we won't be able to.. well, a lot of things.. even though we may have new friends.. and even though we may not remember each other.. especially during exam periods.. i know that there'll always be a special place in my heart, a special memory, dedicated to the fact that you five have walked into my life and changed it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..haix. =\ i'm getting too old for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking about moving. will let you know when i actually get around to doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm actually getting around to studying chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since my parent are gonna find out anyway, nat asked me to stay at her place yay. and no, her parents will not be home and the two jack russles will take good care of us. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have big plans.. and guanyu said: DREAM BIG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109988905048473955?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109988905048473955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109988905048473955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109988905048473955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109988905048473955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/11/overdue-and-stale.html' title='overdue and stale.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109921906082971452</id><published>2004-10-31T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T18:37:40.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't get it.</title><content type='html'>i don't get it. really. what the hell is wrong with singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine. so some people don't like whoever's up there on stage. and some people are just raving fans of theirs. singing their praises.. so point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell was singapore thinking when they voted maia out?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christopher, i understand. and what's-that-guy's-name-who's-my-ss-teacher's-friend i support(he just &lt;strong&gt;had&lt;/strong&gt; to go). but maia?! hello~.. she's the one who really gets into the act lorh.. singapore voters must be blind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that maia's out, i'm pinning my hopes on olinda. hey she rocks kay. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh i have a cute little strawberrything tama named kippy. meh. he's so cute.. one eye up one eye down o_O hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ichigo kawaii~~! hahah.. =) yeaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o levels are starting(the practicals are over.. thank god). which reminds me.. i must tell you about the bio practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BIOLOGY PRACTICAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O LEVEL EXAMINATION, NOVEMBER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2004&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question one: there are four samples of body fluids, namely:&lt;br /&gt;1. urine&lt;br /&gt;2. saliva&lt;br /&gt;3. bile&lt;br /&gt;4. blood plasma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through food tests determine which is which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question two: examine the prawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cuts- yes the &lt;strong&gt;prawn&lt;/strong&gt;. a raw, smelly, icky prawn. and we had to draw it. it was so disgusting.. argh.. what happened to plants? what happened to fruits and seeds? you know, the pericarp, endosperm, blah blah.. but a prawn?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost threw it into the hot water bath that i was preparing for my reducing sugar tests. just to cook it. watch it turn orange-red. sort of. and i was hungry! ;_; my fault for being in last shift la.. haix. the prawn.. omg. almost fainted.. so gross!! what's wrong with cambridge man.. i mean.. for science practical give us three(yes three) questions already not enough arh.. still give a prawn.. crazy.. haix.. and we had to draw the tail some more.. eh i fail art one lei.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.. can't fault cambridge, i suppose. they must be running out of practical questions. i won't be suprised if next year's batch gets a chicken wing or something gross as well. okay, maybe not chicken. a fish then. and they'll probably have to dissect it too. which will certainly throw a lot of people into fits.. meh. not that i care. =) mine's over!!!! and i threw the prawn away raw so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...meh. i already have my prom outfit yay. i think. can't wait~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 more days to the end of o levels. count down!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109921906082971452?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109921906082971452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109921906082971452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109921906082971452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109921906082971452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/dont-get-it.html' title='don&apos;t get it.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109832962798227535</id><published>2004-10-21T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T11:33:47.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arrrrgh.</title><content type='html'>here i am in the school libby again. what the hell.. &gt;_&lt; yeaa i have nothing better to do with my life sokillme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i just printed out my mep scores coverpage(as ms ee said: "do you know what day it is?! want to die arh..") and now i'm doing a little surfing. ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcus called me what, twice yesterday. oookay. anyway. did i mention he used mich's phone to call me and when i picked up i almost went 'hi darling!'??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine the embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, ah, should go. practice tuba you know. if i'm even gonna stand a chance to get into tj through band i've got a hell lot to practice for. and i'm supposed to get vs paper from fx today.. hmm. go home fo cedar. saturday fo vs. wow my days revolve around math.. so call me crazy and get on with life willya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh. i kinda have time to burn actually. but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO THE SERIOUSNESS OF SURFING THE WEB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......go me! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109832962798227535?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109832962798227535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109832962798227535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109832962798227535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109832962798227535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/arrrrgh.html' title='arrrrgh.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109807354145316316</id><published>2004-10-18T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T12:25:41.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>practical</title><content type='html'>everyone's hibernating in the libby. and i thought the libby was closed stupid me. oh and that day i did a tkgssb skin. yeaa~ actually dedicated to tkgssb 01-04 batch but now seems to be a little too late for it. anyway. yea it's kinda cool.. mmhmm. any tkgssb member want? =P hahah.. mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. went to mich's yesterday. studied physics while she ate.. then we went to the cc near her place where she ran into lai li(altho the name sounds feminine it's a guy.. -_-"). and apparently lai li's friend is royce kiang. not that anyone knows who he is. primary school friend. shall not go into details. uh huh. so anyway. after that got chased out by the white-haired-hokkien-speaking woman. i had no idea what she was saying. so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. got chem/phy prac later. kinda had to study that stupid mole concept thing.. still can't remember it. but i don't think i'll need it.. right? right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...whoa they're discussing fondue on the nus forums. yeaaa~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh.. trying to convince mum i wanna go join the snyo. if i can. i wanna~~~! hahah.. like okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...told her the nusso was going to aberdeen and she was like 'where's that'. -_-; scotland i think ^_^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a digicam!!!!!! ...only they're all waaaaay outta my budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109807354145316316?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109807354145316316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109807354145316316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109807354145316316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109807354145316316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/practical.html' title='practical'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109791698160332647</id><published>2004-10-16T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T16:56:21.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>yesterday. ohmygod what wouldn't i give for it to be yesterday again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last op cleanup. last day of school. mr yeo gave us some parting gifts.. and some i'll really keep close to my heart. THANKYOU YOU. thank you everyone for making my secondary school life so fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost cried. the ppt had 'if we hold on together'. band song. sentimental value. -tears-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss 4e9 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tj open yesterday. but you probably knew that already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went with mich vera yolanda and jiemin. and left with only vera. hahah. like what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were quarreling about what mode of transport to take.. i said cab and they said bus. so i said bus. and five minutes later they said cab. i was so supremely pissed larh. thanksalot. so anyway. got on the bus. got off the bus. picked up audrey beh's wallet on the way down. returned it. (i'm so nice right) so we walked into tj.. hey i like the notebook. i'm a huge notebook freak. i love to buy notebooks and then end up not using them cos i like them so much. heh.. missed quite a lot of the jazz band performance. only managed to catch the 'i love you baby' and man it was rad. but the sax needs to be louder lol.. anyway. saw loo kit on stage.. and some of my seniors.(forgot their names.. tsk) nina and all. yeah. saw someone whom i thought might be lianwei but i didn't say anything =P michelle conveniently pointed out kenneth("hey, that's the timpani guy" no, kenneth plays the horn.. -_-") and yolanda was practically jumping with exctement. like okay. yeaa.. kenneth was with geraldine and luther i think. i saw yaocong but he disappeared faster than you can blink. so yeah. guanyu saw me and was like "call you three times already you deaf ar?!" she was supposed to show me who lianwei was but i lost her somewhere in the milling crowd =/ and she has a complicated.. family. how people can concieve before they're born is still a mystery to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that some choir gal dragged me yolanda jiemin and yixuan to some choir gathering. asked how if we wanted to join choir. hello i'm a tubist and i can't sing to save my life. =P so before they could try to convince me otherwise i left. feel so mean.. hahah. went to the band room where i saw mag wendy and weilin. filled up some form or other.. yeah~. guanyu was there with her friends. lookit was there and geraldine.. luther. yeah. i think. mich and vee had abandoned me for lunch(and jeff-hunting). then the four of us(plus lap kuan who met us at the entrance of the band room so five of us) took a tour of the library.. cool. =) the libby's nice. after that i went to the mep talk with mich and vee who re-appeared. saw chel and mich q. the talk was kinda okay. but the syllabus seems really really heavy. i'm not so sure i wanna take it anymore. but here's little leaw weilin trying to convince me to take mep with her. maybe i will. who knows.. with my marks the way they are i'm totally screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that mich wanted to do another tour. we ended up watching people rock-climb. like cool. =) anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda cool. no, it was great. atmosphere was electrifying. yeaaaaa~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weilin, mag, weiling, yolanda, fang: i'll see you guys in tj. and remember - i miss you guys. &lt;strong&gt;a lot&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109791698160332647?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109791698160332647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109791698160332647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109791698160332647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109791698160332647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/yeaaaaaa.html' title='yeaaaaaa'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109781062840785436</id><published>2004-10-15T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T11:23:48.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm in the mep room now. kinda having fun. mich's here too~. yea.. later going for op. cleanup and then to tj~ after the head moron yaks enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a crime to be good in math in tkg. so put me behind bars. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. 45 mins to op cleanup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's mich doing?! studying as always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of school. everyone's going insane. a lot of hugging and phototaking. and autograph books are like everywhere. i think this lastdayofschool thing is seriously overrated. and it seems like the whole world wants to go to tj. it's like the Supremely Popular School of the Year. hurrah. i'm gonna have it tough.. haix. ohwells.. take each day as it comes.. that's what i always say. and it's asier on the brain. no worrying and all that crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis with jie yesterday.. she came to school wearing all black then was talking to mr peh and i almost didn't recognise her.. lolx thought she was just some other teacher as i raced up the stairs(and almost crashed into mr yeo.. how embarrassing). anyway we had a nice lunch at mos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which i went home and realised that nic had conveniently removed himself from the house. when he came home that night he made a beeline for the phone.. yakked till about 10+ close to 11. i was awakened at 11.45 to the sounds of my mum screaming at my bro and vice versa.. haix. can't people get along in peace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in reply to the question: why can't we love everybody, the answer is: it's just impossible. take a look around and tell me how many people you see loves everyone else. come on man.. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should write an essay on that one day. at the moment, i just can't stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS LEE'S TOENAILS ARE DARK GREEN sothere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl and dinah exchanged looks when i told them i wanted to go to tj. wonder what they're up to this time.. -bishes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna surf. gotta run. seeya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109781062840785436?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109781062840785436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109781062840785436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109781062840785436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109781062840785436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/im-in-mep-room-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109747573162671511</id><published>2004-10-11T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T14:22:11.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah.</title><content type='html'>i'm in the libby after printing out my mep essay. kinda lazy to go up just to pass it back to ms sim. argh i have a feeling i'm not gonna do well for this essay.. vietnam was so suicidal. what the hell was i thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh i can't stop thinking of the way.. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a single red rose -&gt; my one and only. (according to jiemin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that look.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't help but think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moderation~! they mod some of the marks. i shaved four points off my l1r5 but i don't think it's much help. cos my other friends had dropped abot 6-10 points.. why, you ask, did i only get rid of four points?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has to do with the fact that i'm good in math. i did so well in maths and amath unlike other people who do well in other subjects but don't do well in math. so they mod the math marks by 11, 12 marks and it doesn't affect me. and they mod the other subjects by 3, 5 marks and i only manage to drop 4 points. oh yea, thanks. that helps a lot. now all i can hope is that tkss already moderated their marks and that i can somehow play better than the tkss drum major. and mag may be going in thru band too. argh.. haix. leave it all to fate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that i can really do well for my o levels.. really need to oncentrate. so when the mep practical hits i won't touch the pc until the o levels are over so i can study and concentrate. with occasional breaks to check email or whatnot. anyway. if i can control myself. jiayou me~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix. ohwell. ms sim's waiting for my essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109747573162671511?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109747573162671511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109747573162671511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109747573162671511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109747573162671511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/blah.html' title='blah.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109740520151372019</id><published>2004-10-10T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T18:46:41.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nod.</title><content type='html'>yeaaa. what am i doing man. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; that really addictive game.. hahah &lt;a href="http://www.kiteretsu.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; go find it yourself it's kinda like the godpher game where you take the hammersand smash the little buggers' heads in. yeaa that's like fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: c h e l s e a :: ][??????? ?????][????][????????][ says:&lt;br /&gt;he IS a hunk.&lt;br /&gt;:: c h e l s e a :: ][??????? ?????][????][????????][ says:&lt;br /&gt;a hunk of flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave that to speculation.. hahah. imagine if we could bring dates to prom!! i'll go solo, thanks. hahah.. yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and mr yeo says i'm an amath. apparently. yea. not amath rep but amath. chelsea's gonna integrate me. mryeoallyourfault lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaa.. =) gonna burn that crazycd for my mep thingo now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109740520151372019?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109740520151372019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109740520151372019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109740520151372019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109740520151372019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/nod.html' title='nod.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109738693956184085</id><published>2004-10-10T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T13:42:19.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>i've been sixteen for a whole day. during that time i have successfully gotten into trouble. my First Problem as a sixteen-year-old. and yay we just had to quarrel about my o levels. hello i know what i'm doing.. i already decided that i want to go to tj and i won't screw that up. just cause i don't have one freaking detail you use what i write on my blog to spite me? that's so unfair. okay la. i mean. i'm sorry. i got a short temper and we both know that okay. if you don't wanna listen.. then well. -shrugs- i mean i can handle it larh. okay? okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. saw ms lui at tm just now. ahhahah. she was shopping and was just getting into a cab when i saw her. lucky she never see me lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel tired. i should go do work in a while. haix.. so much for being happy. think mich didn't switch on her phone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not talking to anyone at the moment. except xew. lianwei loo kit and guanyu are all away. so's jeff. and ms koh's busy. the whole world's got a life. all i can do is moan about mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. sometimes i wonder if... nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far the people whom i asked to go to tj openhouse with me are going with their own classmates/other friends. only yolanda mich and maybe ah ma or huifang will go with me.. and argh. i. well. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i should study. soon. or practice piano at least.. yay i managed to find the score for 'distant song'.. that's one crazypiece but it's not as crazy as xuemin's. and it's much nicer. and makes sense cos the composer said that the right and left hand parts are supposed to sound like two different songs.. lol. so interesting. and i like that song best out of all the songs that i've played. yeaa. gonna give ms sim a shock when i play that.. bet she's never heard it before hahah. add that to the sarabande and i have a nice enough combination designed to tide me over the 5 min time limit. hahah... yeaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! do other things. like play a game. then study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...good girl =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109738693956184085?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109738693956184085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109738693956184085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109738693956184085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109738693956184085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/argh_10.html' title='argh'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109731239564610161</id><published>2004-10-09T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T16:59:55.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweetness</title><content type='html'>i was looking for a new template. a nice sweet one that would lift my mood. remind me that life isn't as bad as it seems. and indeed it doesn't!! with the way the school's been mod-ing over the years all i should be worried about is that they've decided to have a change in heart. heh.. =) i should learn to be more happy. no not crazyhappy. just happy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this template is so seriously sweet.. =) loveit. yeaa~ shall be happy.. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. my short-term goals:&lt;br /&gt;1) to do well for o levels(x&lt;10 where x ismy L1R5)&lt;br /&gt;2) to get into tj, whatever it takes(short of killing, that is.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;3) to be happy -grinzZz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. i'm a very easily satisfied person. someone once told me that.. i wonder who it was. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to me. =) thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday.. greatly appreciated. love you guys lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and loo kit: i told you. he didn't reply.. we should have bet on that(now hand over your money you haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109731239564610161?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109731239564610161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109731239564610161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109731239564610161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109731239564610161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/sweetness.html' title='sweetness'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109730361668140384</id><published>2004-10-09T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T14:33:36.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hah.</title><content type='html'>i'm blogging so many times. my house is like a giant party zone. only not the kind of party where you have beer and pizza. it's the kind of party where everyone sits down and eats fried chicken. hey where's the cocktail mate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's up wht msn messanger man.. can't sign in at all.. what crap maintainence!! why now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks ppl for all your birthday wishes!! =) heheh me is very very very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if i should go talk to lianwei and yaocong on friday. after all yaocong doesn't talk to me much. heh. like me he's comfortable only around his friends.. =) oh which reminds me ihavetotellyolandasomething. argh.. haix.. anyway. tj open house is on friday!! i intend to have this huge huge group to go there and chou re nao haha.. yeapx. gonna pon mep.. hahah ytd mep was in the mep workroom.. the teachers din have a moment's peace -wicked grin- yea. pon mep on friday to go tj open house. will see a lot of people there. jiemingowithme~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh huh. i really really really really wanna go tj. so i must. work very very very hard to achieve my goal!! =) and! i heard that last year the school moderate a lot(even though i don't think that'll happen for us cos head moron said 'we don't deserve it', my ass..) and there was one year that someone managed to shave EIGHT points off her l1r5 thanks to mod-ing. i want the school to mod~! but if they mod emath also no use my emath 1 le mod for what lol.. hahah heard(again) that one subject will be mod by 10 marks = two grades.. i'm tempted to think it's emath because a lot of people did horribly for emath.. my class alone has 18 failures.. 4/8 has 22 failures.. gah. and people. you need to at least &lt;strong&gt;pass&lt;/strong&gt; emath to get into jc. =\ yeah i mean. so now we have about 40 people going nowhere for first three months.. =x haix.. at least math is my forte and my eng isn't too bad either.. but that's where my talents end, sadly. very very sadly. unless we're talking about tuba. but i don't think we'll find 'tuba' in the syllabus anytime soon. so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i wanna take fmath. i have to have a 1 for both maths.. and don't tell me i'm crazy thanks. if i like math, i like math. fullstop. you like chinese or bio, hey that's your dig. i won't even comment if you love art! okay i'll make your life hell for loving art but you get the picture. sure. rag on me about my math willya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. fried chicken haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss msn. i miss[ed] my computer yaaay. i miss my phone. haix. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i don't like yam ice cream. but for a lack of nothing better to eat i shall eat that. then sms someone maybe. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109730361668140384?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109730361668140384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109730361668140384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109730361668140384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109730361668140384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/hah.html' title='hah.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109729068167515355</id><published>2004-10-09T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T10:58:01.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diao~</title><content type='html'>guanyu is now helping me ask lianwei a lot of questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and tj tuba sl is yaocong. not him again~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think. i'm like. dead. screwed for the audis. the tks tuba drum major got 19 and he's also appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lookit didn't even have to audi. according to guanz he was on the 'wanted' list. ahhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tink i have to play for. yaocong(student conductor). lianwei(for some reason or other). ms chiew(t.i.c. and thankfully ms sim's goodfriend.) i &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt; i have a chance of getting in. i can only &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt;. argh!!!! where's my confidence man.. =&lt;br /&gt;i'm like dead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must keep a tight hold on my hope. i can NOT lose my hope and my faith. if i lose hope then i'm screwed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing is my darned attraction to the e-flat tuba. how.. scarley they wan b-flat then must re-train..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tubby : (' ' ) Music - The next best gift to men since women says:&lt;br /&gt;o cool..i love e-flat tuba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaa way to go lianwei~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i'm going to tj openhouse!!!! i don't care le.. i must must MUST do my best to get into tj!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaa go nat!! jiayoujiayoujiayou~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109729068167515355?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109729068167515355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109729068167515355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109729068167515355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109729068167515355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/diao.html' title='diao~'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109728114416517438</id><published>2004-10-09T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T17:03:09.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>i'm being an idiot lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three days ago: happy birthday yuqin!!&lt;br /&gt;two days ago: happy birthday vera!!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday: happy birthday luther!!&lt;br /&gt;today: happy birthday me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) october is the month for birthdays.. hahah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my l1r5 exploded. 22. and amazingly enough that includes my chinese. yes that horrible subject i didn't think i'd do well(sort of) for. uh huh. so my l1r5 is saaaad. i don't get it larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i didn't study. i didn't study too hard anyway. my math was supposed to be a guaranteed a1 subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's take stock. what the ******* **** happened to my amath?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got an a2 for amath this prelims. i suppose this teaches me not to be too complacent(bah). i totally screwed my a1. ok actually i didn't. but it feels horrible. i mean. you know that -this subject-'s gonna give you an a1. and when it comes back you get an a2 and have to rely on school moderation to get your a1. worse is that you've scored 74%. just one measely mark off the a1 scale. feeling sucks. it like suddenly your supposedly a1 subject ain't a1 anymore. you gotta rely on other stuff to pull you up. it's crap. feels like you've been hit by a sledgehammer or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's full of 'could have's. i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;could have&lt;/strong&gt; gotten an a1 for amath.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;could have&lt;/strong&gt; studied harder.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;could have&lt;/strong&gt; passed geog(******* 2 marks..)&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;could have&lt;/strong&gt; this. i &lt;strong&gt;could have&lt;/strong&gt; that.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;ahh. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my math is dying. with a score like that how do i expect to get into tj? wake up nat.. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked ms sim if it was possible to get into tj through band with an l1r5 of 22. she said it was&lt;/em&gt; possible &lt;/em&gt;but i had to go through yao cong/lian wei/whoever is the tuba sl down at tj. because of auditions. apparently the sl is the one who audis the students. so okay. but i 1) don't know lian wei(and more likely than not he's the sl) and 2) am not very close to yao cong. i mean. i sms also no reply so. he probably forgot who i am liaoz. so. what is a gal to do?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms sim also said she'd try to talk to hergoodfriend ms chiu(sp?!) for me. or rather just mention me. but okay la. at least i got some help.. i really wanna get into tj. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i'm sixteen today! it's supposed to be a happy day. please don't fight anymore =&lt;br /&gt;and i don't steal codes its unethical. fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat stop dreaming. dreaming won't help kay. &lt;strong&gt;DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!!&lt;/strong&gt; like go study tralala. i've decided on what subs i wanna concentrate on and use for o's. eng\emath\amath\mep\science\bio(if i have to.. kor help!!). and i know what i wanna do in jc as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i'm thinking hard about it. i'm &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; thinking hard about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yes. this concerns my future thankyouverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is still the question of whether the school's moderating any of the subjects i need.. please mod. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109728114416517438?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109728114416517438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109728114416517438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109728114416517438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109728114416517438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109704989499782402</id><published>2004-10-06T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T16:04:54.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uhm.</title><content type='html'>just back from tj talk. okay not back. i'm like in the com lab yaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people check your email. there should be a nice nice note from me regarding handphone numbers. people who get this are(in alphabetical order according to email address heh):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amanda chng&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huiping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;farah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xewwy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;casey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheryl chen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loo kit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chelsea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guan yu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ms ang =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;candice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;theresa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xinxian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;luther&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weilin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ruo yu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marcus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yuqin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liyana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sarah(rahh rahh)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;f(x)[wu fang xian hahah]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weeling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;yellow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh what a long list. uhm. if i forgot anyone please tell me!! =) if your name's not there that means i remembered your numbers yay. i have selective memory.. and marcus. i think my mum threw your number away haha.. it was written on a piece of scrap paper in yellow ink. imagine. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeee. uhm. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagboard activity is low. ;_; people the tagboard is there for a reason!!!!! it's not decoratice -rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeaa huifang i'm supposed to be depressed. why though? hmmm. hahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to tj.. but i dunno can or not.. hmm. if i go in thru band then......... i wanna go in thru band!!! ahhhh.. at least yolanda can pull strings lucky her...... ahhhhh!!!! eh can some kind tj soul help me? hahah.. hurmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. i wanna go tj kay. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109704989499782402?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109704989499782402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109704989499782402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109704989499782402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109704989499782402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/uhm_06.html' title='uhm.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109680609855133265</id><published>2004-10-03T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T20:21:38.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tamaaaaaa~</title><content type='html'>i found the blog of a tama-obsessed person. yes. i am talking about the Return of the Tamagotchi. it's happening.. ahhhhhhhh. even.. oh. my bro:&lt;strong&gt; it's the wrath of the tamagotchi gods!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;(if they even exist.. ha ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. he's convinced they exist. but anyway. that tama-obsessed guy.. oh how sad. he hatches and then kills his tama. ahhh cruelty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diaoz.. why am i talking about tamagotchi-s on my blog. this shows that i have nothing better to do with my time. and should just go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna~~~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. ahhhhhhhhh. -screams-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phone. ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................................i'm sorry. wait.. what am i apologising for?! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we pulled off the lesbian thing nicely. ahhahahahahahahahahahaha. -insane laughter here i'm too tired to laugh anymore-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia kai xin.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no you weren't co-operating!! get that?! in a chamber everyone matters. you. weren't. co-operating!!!!!11one ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owwwwwwwwwwww iwantthispaintogoaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i'll spread my wings and i'll learn how to fly][i'll do what it takes till i touch the sky][make a wish][take a chance][make a change][and break away]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder how ppl will react if they knew what i was thinking about.. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109680609855133265?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109680609855133265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109680609855133265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109680609855133265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109680609855133265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/tamaaaaaa.html' title='tamaaaaaa~'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109680326685605426</id><published>2004-10-03T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T19:34:26.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh.</title><content type='html'>i'm very very very very very tired. just back from xinxian's house where i experienced more than i had bargained for.. and also just did a template for my brother. ahwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh. let's see. i had a boring day at tuition(like that's anything new). uh huh. i think i did pretty well.. so far anyway. for rgs emath paper1. then i had a boring time at tm.. wanted to go to mich's place but she was at violin lesson -cries- then i wandered around.. xuemin told me to meet them slightly later in case i quarreled with wen-bin and they ended up short of a pianist or a cellist. ohwells. argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after meeting vera(who finally decided to turn up fifteen minutes after i called her from tuition) we trooped off to xinxian's.. mich met us there later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh. i. don't like. play perfect pieces in a span of three days. perhaps you can la xuemin but i can't lor. i cannot play sth in three months.. much less three days. and xuemin was always like 'piano si dao na li qu le?!' and i was like. pissed!!!!!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after xuemin displaced me from my spot on the piano chair i began to stew in my anger.. argh.. tried to do math.. vera actually managed quite a bit. waytogogirl~~~! huifang was also a bit pissed so we(namely me v and hf) trooped off to the nearby macs. venting our fustrations all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.... when we got back to xinxian's place.. xuemin hypered! -dies- haix.. she was like, so xin ku.. then we were all rushing around looking for paper bag(with the exception of v and hf of course).. then she was squeezing my hand so hard.. got all the fingernail marks -inspects hand-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least we got her under control in less than ten minutes.. i almost freaked out.. then after that she still insisted on playing the piece one more time for the recording..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wen-bin wasn't co-operating.. he was being him. fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.. i feel like screaming and never stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chest pain. oww goawayyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.. sighing too much these days.. haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........haix.&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;this has been a long day. very very long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109680326685605426?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109680326685605426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109680326685605426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109680326685605426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109680326685605426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/argh.html' title='argh.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109668791687122924</id><published>2004-10-02T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T11:31:56.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i'm not at my computer that means i'm practising xuemin's composition. crazy piece. octaves everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course ms sim played it without much problem. she's got long fingers goodforher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go out in a while..! happy. =) heh. michy's not going so nevermind. just me and vera and we're free to dso.. whatever we wanna. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhhhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh seven days to my birthday don't forget my presents.. heheh. -ish shameless-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm.&lt;br /&gt;6th - yuqin&lt;br /&gt;7th - vera&lt;br /&gt;8th - luther&lt;br /&gt;9th - me/my brother/charis&lt;br /&gt;12th - yana/amanda&lt;br /&gt;19th - weeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh my wallet ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my poor phone went kaboom. okay it didn't really go kaboom. but you know. i hope i can get back my phone soon.. &gt;_&lt; and that all the contacts in it aren't lost or sth. nooooooo.. my phone. my contacts.. -cries-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go makan first then meet vera...... bye bye. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109668791687122924?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109668791687122924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109668791687122924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109668791687122924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109668791687122924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/if-im-not-at-my-computer-that-means-im.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109667693320301732</id><published>2004-10-02T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T08:28:53.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uhm.</title><content type='html'>oh yeah suddenly i'm lesbian thankyouverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello how long have you known me?! still ask that kind of stupid question.. and ask my friends some more.. goawayyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. that aside. my week was kinda cool. altho i couldn't get my hands on a computer in school. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back bio paper one geog paper one mep and emath. got a 5 for mep(how am i supposed to use that now.. &gt;_&lt;) and a 1 for emath..(expected)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got back paper one i was so scared that i couldn't get my a1 cos i only had 70%.. &gt;_&lt; bit my paper two had a 90% -grinzZzZz- vera went around proclaiming that my math marks were unbelievable. wait till she hears what mich's classmate scored. whoa.. 99.5% or so i heard. whoohoo. math rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$4160... &gt;_&lt; whee xiao gou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;block periods are boring. fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ytd me and mich went for dinner with ms ee. =) heh we should do it more often! ms ee is so fun ^^ anyways. was kinda cool.. hahahah. talked about school and gossiped about the teachers(heh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired!! gonna meet vera at 1.30 at bugis later. we're gonna take some.. &lt;em&gt;suggestive&lt;/em&gt; neoprints. yes and scare the crap out of someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg hewantstotryandflirtwithhuifang. he's gonna get &lt;strong&gt;killed.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;killed i say!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t'will be so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy can i have some cash to get a new jacket/pullover thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109667693320301732?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109667693320301732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109667693320301732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109667693320301732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109667693320301732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/10/uhm.html' title='uhm.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109619737063847472</id><published>2004-09-26T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T19:21:49.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....eh.</title><content type='html'>got home from pete's 'tutoring session' a while ago.. man he drills. &gt;.&lt; and i was bored so. i don't love bio the way he does. but i like plants and he doesn't.. vice versa for the human anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's&lt;br /&gt;inferior vena cava -&gt; right atrium -&gt; right ventricle -&gt; pulmunary artery[all deoxygenated blood] -&gt; lungs -&gt; pulmunary vein -&gt; left atrium -&gt; left ventrical -&gt; aorta[oxygenated blood].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said. i feel accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made some pretty skins today. shall not go into that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. dad's miffed that i didn't go with him to grandma's. i didn't know they were going kay. anyway i already arranged everything with pete. so. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;b&gt;definately&lt;/b&gt; need more colour in my life. all my skins are gray. like okay d00d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh after i parted ways with pete i saw him walking with a girl in pink. o_O doesn't he have a girl already? xD hahah.. friend eh. -nudges-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told me to msg him but didn't reply. haiz. guys ar.. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109619737063847472?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109619737063847472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109619737063847472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109619737063847472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109619737063847472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/eh.html' title='....eh.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109610661944392490</id><published>2004-09-25T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T18:03:39.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...........</title><content type='html'>...oh yay i get to go for some lantern fest celebration. how fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. just submitted another skin. must say i quite like the process(and of course all those wonderful comments!! =) ) anyway. really love that hobby. especially since all my skins are gray x) it seems like my fave colour's gray not blue. no i still love blue.. and gray. xD hahah.. but! snap back to reality please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to reattach the back cover of jiemin's bio book. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow having bio tuition with kor down at king albert park.. where the heck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i'll call him later perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. what did i wanna say. uh..! oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for those who are reading this from my link at blogskins: i'm doing custom designs now!! &lt;a href="mailto:morphobia@hotmail.com"&gt;email&lt;/a&gt; me your requests. all skins are subjected to display at blogskins.com. thankyouverymuch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm nic that includes you. so yesh. but! i can't find that pic you want so sorry. anyway a hand and a heart aren't exactly what you can find on the net. even tho you wanna be an american idiot. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....i love blogtemplatemaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109610661944392490?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109610661944392490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109610661944392490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109610661944392490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109610661944392490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-post_25.html' title='...........'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109608520753782988</id><published>2004-09-25T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T12:06:47.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i made a mistake in the calculations. =\ it should be&lt;br /&gt;50/100 x 25/100&lt;br /&gt;= 1/8&lt;br /&gt;=12.5%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheheh so much for math. i was distracetd by the squaking chicken[s].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no no tell me what the hell do you want?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i screwed my practicals today. piano - no exception. during my tuba prac tho there was this moron who opened the door &lt;b&gt;in the middle of my piece and ms sim promptly went to have a conference with him.&lt;/b&gt; what happened to 'concert ettiquet'? like whatever la. if i do horribly it'll be his fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...by the way. who was that guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............oei terrorist!! heh sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109608520753782988?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109608520753782988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109608520753782988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109608520753782988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109608520753782988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-made-mistake-in-calculations.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109581435825890330</id><published>2004-09-22T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T08:52:38.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect man</title><content type='html'>i typed this some time ago. and like. whatever!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! i shall now elaborate on the theory of the Perfect Man.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;in the beginning, there was the Perfect Man[PM](come on, we all know he existed). okay maybe there were more. THERE HAVE TO BE MORE.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;the allele for perfection[p] is recessive to the allele for imperfection[P]. *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;every woman out there wants to be the PM's girl(we all know that too). and well. so the PM married an imperfect woman.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;in bio, we learn that when a homozygous recessive and homozygous dominant mate, we have children who are heterozygous. i.e. if man[pp] mate with woman[PP] we have children[Pp]. so we have not-so-perfect children.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;in other parts of the world there are also many not-so-perfect children.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;these not-so-perfect children hooked up with each other. so when the man[Pp] mates with the woman[Pp] we have a 25% chance of getting a imperfect[PP], 50% getting a not-so-perfect[Pp] and 25% getting a perfect[pp].&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;as you see, the perfect man's chances of survival are slim.-now we have to take into account gender. a man's sperm can wither be X or Y. a woman's egg only carries the X chromosome because WE ARE FEMALE BABY!! anyway.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;we will have a 50% chance of getting a male[XY] and 50% female[XX].&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;as we all know, there is no such thing as a perfect female. we are not perfect. we are pms-y and cramp a lot. owww. and! we like to complain and spend your money ;)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;so. what are the chances of a heterozygous couple producing a homozygous recessive child[and has to be male, too]?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;now, let's do some math.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;probability[perfect male child]&lt;br /&gt;= 50/100 x 25/100&lt;br /&gt;= 1/20&lt;br /&gt;= 5%.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;anyway, who has 100 children just to check if 5% will be the perfect males? zilch nada.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;now, the chances of getting a perfect man are 5%. so we have 95% of the human population being Imperfect or Not-so-perfect. lets say you're one of the lucky few parents who have a perfect male child!![conrats you]&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;what about corruption, then? all the violence and gore and crap. this corrupts the vunerable mind of the Perfect Boy. leading him to be not-so-perfect after all. environmental conditions play a BIG ROLE in the perfect man's life.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;we have established that only 5% of the F1 generation will have the genotype [pp]. therefore, having them mate with others who are either [Pp] or [PP] will result in the lessening of the perfect man's chances of having a proper heir. leading to the chances of you finding a perfect man to be 1 : infinity.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;what can we do to save this dying species of men?-answer: absolutely nothing. we're not-so-perfect ourselves, remember? xD&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;biology, logic and emath all rolled into one. wait till i start dy/dx-ing them. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;poor men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. what was i thinking?! heheh thanks grace!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole thing's in [dx]. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genetics rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109581435825890330?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109581435825890330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109581435825890330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109581435825890330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109581435825890330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/perfect-man.html' title='perfect man'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109581196679650405</id><published>2004-09-22T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T08:12:46.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm trying to locate wei ling's blog.. =) ohwells. uhm. found a watch ourside the library just now. me(being nice nice me) went to turn it in.. uh yeah. uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in school extremely early today. paper doesn't start till 1115. so. hmm. what can i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photoshop... *moans* frontpage.. *wails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have absolutely nothing to do. and! i'm not the only one early. altho i was the only one to show my face at flag raising. &lt;b&gt;irah was there&lt;/b&gt; *points accusingly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mrs liew hit me with her register ;_; ohwell. and scold me for going early some more. at least i came! confirm i will take the paper mah. nothing to do also. use com la. =) so fun. but no frontpageeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh i still can't find wei ling's blog because the link she gave me is broken. ahh. but it's ncie to browse blogs along the way hahah. oh yes. i needta do somethingy bio-related. mildly bio-related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109581196679650405?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109581196679650405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109581196679650405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109581196679650405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109581196679650405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-trying-to-locate-wei-lings-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109572551731956735</id><published>2004-09-21T08:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T08:17:19.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whaaaaao.</title><content type='html'>i'm trying to find an angel sanctuary wallpaper so i can make my angel sanctuary blog template. but i have a problem. this somputer doesn't have photoshop nor frontpage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i to make my wallpaper look glam without photoshop? how am i to make my template look decent without frontpage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying of boredom. someone save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all nice peoples are having their mother tongue exams wtf. i'm a bad girl x) at least i'm saved from chinese. that's something to be happy about. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay xew likes my poem. is it even a poem? uh. i can't tell. it's more prose-craplike than anything else. but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my japanese name: My japanese name is &lt;b&gt;中島 Nakashima (center of the island) 美和 Miwa (beautiful harmony)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;center of the island wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful harmony yaaaaaay. uhm whatever man. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall do something to learn japanese. ohaiyo gozaiimatsu. okay that was just lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said i'm bored. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go brood over stuff and complain that this computers need photoshop and frontpage wth. seeya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] and the chinese words come out wrong. don't go believe any of the crap on your scheen tis rubbish wtf. it's zhong1 dao3 mei3 he2. i think. ahhhhh. take the english translation seriously. *points* good luck figuring that out. [/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109572551731956735?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109572551731956735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109572551731956735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109572551731956735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109572551731956735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/whaaaaao.html' title='whaaaaao.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109559223637000574</id><published>2004-09-19T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T19:53:24.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uh. ignore that last post PLEASE. that was crap.. i'm sorry!!!!!!!!!!! &gt;_&lt; eeeeyar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i'm glad things are close-to-normal so idon'thavetoworryanymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now. ahhhhhh. i don'twannathink anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna make a new skin but. somehow can't concentrate. argh lemme do that stupid skin nooooow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise all my skins are black/grey/white-ish. can't i have a little more colour in my life? ugh goodness me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/me.php?userid=116585"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; - all that i have done. well it isn't much. but it's all mostly black/white/gray. except for the friends one but that was a disaster. ohwell. but if people like it. they like it. what can i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had nice nice reviews on 'desperate'. even though i put it up on writing.com nearly a year ago for some competition that won me 'honourable mention'. heheh. my best effort so far. methinks i should put it in other competitions. for the hell of it. =) wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. want a good read? &lt;a href="http://www.writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/780578"&gt;check it out&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about a little girl. well. you'll find out sooner or later. death/war/emotional. actually i forgot the circumstances under which this was written but nevermind. i like it though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee. ignore me. i'm just the wierd person who doesn't socialize. right? -grinzZz- oh and who loves math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109559223637000574?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109559223637000574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109559223637000574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109559223637000574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109559223637000574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/uh.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109556537835194731</id><published>2004-09-19T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T18:51:25.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;what the bloody hell is wrong with you? to mildly dislike me because of a bloody mistake i made is one thing. i didn't know you hated me until the extent that you&lt;br /&gt;-won't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;-probably deleted my name from your phone book&lt;br /&gt;-and deleted my name from your links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i deserve that. you see your name's still there. but what's your damn problem man.. hate me tell me to my face la. you think i care? now i know how wrong i was in the past. you won't even be a friend to me anymore? fine. see if i care. i don't. bloody hell.. what's wrong with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was gonna do something nice for you. now i think i should reconsider. because after the way you're treating me i don't think you're even worth my time any more. but guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do you the liberty of leaving your link here. on my blog. even though you never read it anymore. i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iwasgonnabenicetoyoubutno. what did you do to me? what happened to the friendship? huh? what the hell happened?! oh i'm not on your msn list. i don't care. i'm not in your phone book. i don't care. you don't talk to me. i don't care. you don't even want to be my friend anymore. i sure as bloody hell don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope we both can forget that, and go back to where we were before. friends. that we can talk like we used to. but if you wanna keep avoiding me.. then i won't hold it against you either. i just hope that our friendship still has a chance of surviving.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no. if by any chance you read this. please la. go crawl in a hole and think about it. reflect. go and hao hao fan xing yi xia. oh wait. you don't understand chinese. aww too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna play bitchy with me. you're gonna lose. and badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unfortunately&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm not in a mood to be bitchy(lucky you). or else your tagboard would be flooded. gah. go bury yourself somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate me? &lt;a href="mailto:morphobia@hotmail.com"&gt;tell me.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye. i don't know if i'm gonna be telling you something later on this year. but. i guess i might. because i still wanna be friends damnit. get a life. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat stop being stupid and go do math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109556537835194731?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109556537835194731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109556537835194731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109556537835194731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109556537835194731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-post.html' title='.......'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109551552434419059</id><published>2004-09-18T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T21:52:04.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem</title><content type='html'>i'm sorry i couldn't help it. i had to change the layout. i had to. because i made it =) yes i did. if you go to blogskins and look under the username 'eaglefeather' there i'll be. and it rocks. =) i've had great comments so far. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also this was based on a poem i wrote.. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't wanna see you gone&lt;/strong&gt; by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take my hand and look at me&lt;br /&gt;tell me, honestly, what you see&lt;br /&gt;do you see the pain i hide&lt;br /&gt;do you see how hard i tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it's hurting us, baby&lt;br /&gt;then there's no point&lt;br /&gt;holding on&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want you gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish you'd hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;as i lie awake at night&lt;br /&gt;thinking of could and would haves&lt;br /&gt;things i wanted to do with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard you weep when you&lt;br /&gt;walked out and said&lt;br /&gt;"no more"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that i ever hurt you&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that i ever made you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only your touch could&lt;br /&gt;soothe the pain&lt;br /&gt;i'd give everything&lt;br /&gt;just to see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby please don't leave me, i need you&lt;br /&gt;baby please don't leave me, i want you&lt;br /&gt;when the sky comes tumbling down&lt;br /&gt;it's you i turn to&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna see you gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it's hurting us, baby&lt;br /&gt;then there's no point&lt;br /&gt;holding on&lt;br /&gt;but i don't wanna see you gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vera and wen-yi say it's a song. grace says it's a poem and i say it's crap. i wonder what xewwy'll say. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109551552434419059?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109551552434419059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109551552434419059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109551552434419059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109551552434419059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/poem.html' title='poem'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109548067966971671</id><published>2004-09-18T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T12:11:19.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changed tuition time.. hmm. kinda worried about nat. she's real quiet. think i should do something nice for her soon. but exaaaaams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after after after my tuba exam. i'll take her out to eat or sth.. poor gal. i miss you. take care jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_O since when did i add nic su? okay anyway. =&lt;br /&gt;oooh look at that!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guan yu and i wanna play quintets. yesh. anyone interested? (not you rahh you're already a part of this XD )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookit hand over the quintet/quartet scores you *scufflesnatches*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109548067966971671?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109548067966971671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109548067966971671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109548067966971671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109548067966971671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/changed-tuition-time.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109547227140629180</id><published>2004-09-18T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T09:51:11.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can people. like. stop signing in and out? like. whatever la. nothing to do is it.. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem paper. lalala. whoops. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. bored now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. kor cancelled our bio revision thingo tmr because he got burnt by work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your gai gai with the minister.. =) hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry. i can't stop laughing. it's just.. incredibly funny? hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109547227140629180?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109547227140629180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109547227140629180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109547227140629180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109547227140629180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/can-people.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109529002128859822</id><published>2004-09-16T07:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T07:13:41.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>emath today. no need study one. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaaaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th october! 9th octuber! and 7th october.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th and blah. hey october's a good month. a lot of ppl's birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best part is that my brithday's in october too! yay librans. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. let's see. me yana vera weeling! and so many other people. i'm gonna be broke T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i have a little cash. gd gd gd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sms.....................................................&lt;br /&gt;&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/7288169-109529002128859822?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109529002128859822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109529002128859822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109529002128859822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109529002128859822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/emath-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109512008458808191</id><published>2004-09-14T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T08:01:24.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm supposed to be studying physics. bad bad me. ohwell. at least i've got waves down. and i studied bio yesterday too. pulled a lookit on myself.. that person keep telling me to study. kor will be so proud. -rolls eyes- i haven't finished physics yet but i feel so tired.. it's raining really heavy now. anyway. still have.. uhm.. electricity to go thru. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so empty in the library. i feel so awkward. but then again. i always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i feel so tired today? yes. syaz noticed that i was over-enthu-fied. what about i'm not sure myself. help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog yesterday was okay. crapped a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ms lee was in a good mood when she set the amath paper.. wasn't that hard but i forgot my change of bases. bye bye first question. syaz was like 'hope when she set paper that time got a new boyfriend then will be very very happy'. -_-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....i think you pay them to go out with her also they dun want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain rain go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll never give you reason to cry again. i promise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109512008458808191?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109512008458808191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109512008458808191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109512008458808191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109512008458808191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-supposed-to-be-studying-physics.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109498232799642132</id><published>2004-09-12T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T17:45:27.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to put my brand new self made template in. but! blogger has to defy me. ah well. it looks great on diray-x though. =) inspired by grace dear. anyway. xewwy's trying to check out what's wrong with it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee. michy might be calling me later to ask amath. i'm done with geog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.. the hall is now purple. lilac. =) whee. i wanna paint my room blue. blue rocks yea? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109498232799642132?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109498232799642132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109498232799642132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109498232799642132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109498232799642132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-wanted-to-put-my-brand-new-self-made.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109496305985641257</id><published>2004-09-12T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T12:24:19.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just had cup noodles for lunch.. =) kinda happy now. in contrast with my sad yesterday. whee. balanced life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to kor yesterday. =) he's so nice to me. thanks kor.. hahah. i'll definately call after o levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my homework papers look like a battlefield. casualties everywhere. numbers scratched out again and again.. blaaaaaah. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to finish geog by today or i'm dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew i should have dropped geog.... &gt;_______&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little too late for that. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109496305985641257?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109496305985641257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109496305985641257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109496305985641257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109496305985641257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/just-had-cup-noodles-for-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109489204345945407</id><published>2004-09-11T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T16:40:43.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>talking to grace.. =) feel somewhat sad though. like grace. don't ask me why.. birds of a feather flock together? ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must be because that person is online. but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like blogging a lot today.. but i have nothing to blog about except how dismal my life is and how much revision i have to do and how the prelims suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes the prelims suck. thankyouverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace's off to write a poem. i wanna write something too.. ._. no stidy study study. now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109489204345945407?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109489204345945407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109489204345945407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109489204345945407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109489204345945407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/talking-to-grace.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109486432586436109</id><published>2004-09-11T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T11:25:24.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoaaaa</title><content type='html'>when will people get that i dislike shocks that could lead up to minor heart attacks?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine my shock to see that a 'wen-bin tan' had sent me an e-card. well why the shock? reason's pretty simple. 1) this mr tan wen-bin has had to cause to send me an e-card. 2) our dear jeezdance has also assumed the identity 'wen bin tan'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i saw this 'wen-bin tan' i immediately associated it with jeezdance. so why the hell was jeezdance sending me an e-card? had the whole world gone bonkers? had she finally decided to quit this tirade and reveal to us &lt;strong&gt;her true identity?!?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no such luck. for u soon found out that the e-card was &lt;em&gt;indeed&lt;/em&gt; from wen-bin(the email address says it all.. -rolls eyes-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now why did he send me that e-card? i believe i have stressed many many times before that i &lt;strong&gt;dislike&lt;/strong&gt; e-cards. because they're a total waste of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and still he sent me one called 'serenity'. pah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i supposed to smile sweetly at him and thank him? -rolls eyes- not a chance in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey kor's online. =) and so's jie.. yay.. i miss them both a lot. nat says pete's an environmental officer or sth.. coolness. hahahah. ...i miss them. =) ohwells. i think pete's working now cos he keeps quitting our conversations.. hahah.. but nevermind! =) wheeeeeeee. oh now he's away. nevermind. hurmmz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care okay jie? love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no dinah. i am &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; lesbian. i'm only trying to convince people that i am. =) think of it as a game........... so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109486432586436109?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109486432586436109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109486432586436109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109486432586436109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109486432586436109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/whoaaaa.html' title='whoaaaa'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109481159609717342</id><published>2004-09-10T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T18:39:51.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagboard</title><content type='html'>i wanted to try something with my tagboard but apparently it didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i have to resort to trying to convince people that i'm lesbian?! like. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling a little depressed.. for some silly nonsensical reason. rahh help me~! call me tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno if kor will call.. i did tell him my weekend incomings were free. oh and jeezy.. if ya wanna call me as well then go ahead sweetie. you can get my number from michelle or vera or xinxian or xuemin OR mr yeo. like. yay!! =) i'll be happy to talk to you.i'm not sure what she was doing online but her status was busy. does that mean i'll be getting a love note by the end of week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall be all enthu-fied and look forward to it. then i can suan her about her spelling and grammer.. again! -insert evil laughter here-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no why is mandy taller than me?! -freaketh me out- cannot....! i must grow taller.. but like pete said.. i wun grow liaoz.. T_T ohwell.. guess i'm meant to be short? heheh.. but at least i'm taller than my dear jeezy!! =) that's a consolation.. somewhat.. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. need. to. do. math. garrrrrrrrr. two papers to go.. i'll do them tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........bad bad me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109481159609717342?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109481159609717342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109481159609717342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109481159609717342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109481159609717342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/tagboard.html' title='tagboard'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109478335935909317</id><published>2004-09-10T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T10:29:19.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think many people have forgotten about me. forgotten that i exist. that i've passed through their lives at some point in time. that i was once their friend. and now. i'm just another face in the crowd. they see me come. they see me go. but somehow they don't want to remember. but i don't care really. it's just.. i remember them still. but if i'm to be a shrouded figure in your memories then so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss nat. she's having to many problems now.. i hope she's able to manage. i love her. and i don't wanna see her hurt.. but then. like the rest of the people. she's forgotten me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm non-existant. i should accept that already. people don't care who i am. what i do. where i am. blah. tubists are also non-existant in the orchestra. why do i even bother? they don't care. they only look for tubists when there's no one to play the bass trombone/kontrabass/bassoon parts. i am expandable. i don't matter. perhaps if i could accept that part i wouldn't feel so.. unappreciated. but i can't help it. it's the way i am. i don't feel satisfied with 'non-existant'. but still people don't care. don't wanna know. i love band cos that's where i know i'm (almost) always needed. because it's a band. but i prefer orchestras. maybe because the music's nicer. maybe because it's a little more slack than band. but every other song doesn't need tubists. that's a bit too slack for me. at least i get to play other parts sometimes. but you know. it's.. insulting. to see the composer write for tuba and at the bottom put 'optional'. why? because the timpani has those bases covered. then why bother to write for tuba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unwanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why i wanted to learn the oboe.. but it seems that that dream can't come true. if i could learn i might be able to join the syo or something. because they're looking for oboe players. unfortunately for me i play the tuba.no. there will be no 'oh woe is me'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying i hate the tuba. oh no. i love it. i just feel that people could.. appreciate the instrument more. you don't put optional. maybe in the conductor's score. but it's just plain hurting. it just shouldn't be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unwelcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....whatever you know. i don't care. i'll just live life the way i want to.. and i don't really care if you remember me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos all that matters is that i'll remember you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109478335935909317?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109478335935909317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109478335935909317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109478335935909317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109478335935909317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-think-many-people-have-forgotten.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109472332213514880</id><published>2004-09-09T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T19:00:35.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from jie's blog. she got it from jovan. whoever he is.. anyway. apparently it was at the end of a show featuring mother theresa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Lord... make me an instrument of peace..&lt;br /&gt;where there is hatred.. may i bring love...&lt;br /&gt;where there is offence.. forgiveness..&lt;br /&gt;where there is doubt... faith....&lt;br /&gt;where there is desperation.. may i bring hope..&lt;br /&gt;where there is sadness.. let me bring joy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allow me to console ... rather than be consoled...&lt;br /&gt;.to understand than to be understood..&lt;br /&gt;to love rather than to be loved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because giving is receiving!&lt;br /&gt;Because it is in forgiving that we are forgiven...&lt;br /&gt;it is in dying that we're born in eternal life..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful. meaningful. it is true.. that God has made us as his instruments.. so.. we should fulfill our purpose right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...again people just disappear like that.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mind of my own,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot find.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hugs and kisses,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot leave behind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I lie,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever I'm crying...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And why do I fall,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever I'm flying...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Left abandoned,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All alone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emptiness and sorrow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bind as one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The whispers of love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choked by my tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The light rays of hope,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blinded by my fears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing is left for me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this guilt-driven life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A world once with joy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has bypassed my tear-filled eyes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by grace. my loveliest sweetheart. take care ma cherie.. remember i love you.&lt;br /&gt;i love you and i always will&lt;br /&gt;my friends =)&lt;br /&gt;grace sali lightning mandy oh and and and wen-yi!! =D&lt;br /&gt;mv may die out but it will forever live in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk what were you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109472332213514880?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109472332213514880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109472332213514880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109472332213514880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109472332213514880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/from-jies-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109471875784817648</id><published>2004-09-09T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T16:32:37.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back&lt;br /&gt;miss me? hahahah&lt;br /&gt;doubt you did. but anyway. i missed my computer.&lt;br /&gt;and my bed&lt;br /&gt;and all my other stuff that's here&lt;br /&gt;next time i stay with grandma i might as well move there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i went over to grandma's after tuition on tues.. by the time i reached was about 7+.. tired you know.. ._. uhm. okay. anyway. i went out with sarah on wednesday after her audition. i'm still not very sure about what but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we gossip. =) yay gossiping is so fun. gossip at delifrance where we were having lunch. about people. and about things. and about the amazingly sad male counterparts of the human race. awwwwww. but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when i decided to call wen-bin for fun. and to ask him something.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hey free to talk? just wanna ask do you know -insert someone's name here-?&lt;br /&gt;him: ........&lt;br /&gt;me: the one from -insert section here-..&lt;br /&gt;him: ...yes. why?&lt;br /&gt;me: oh.. want to ask ar.. does -insert person's name here- have a girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;him: ...i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;me: eh you hopeless leh! -insert section here- also dunno!! =)&lt;br /&gt;him: ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing i hear&lt;br /&gt;is the dial tone&lt;br /&gt;he had just hung up on me&lt;br /&gt;so sarah and i decided i would be whiny about it&lt;br /&gt;and so i smsed: 'why you hang up on meeeeeee? i dun friend you le.. dun even think about more-than-friend-friend.' (sarah thought of the more-than-friend-friend thing. i don't know how she does it)&lt;br /&gt;and in came all the excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care anymore. wasting my time.&lt;br /&gt;so i asked xuemin. =) at least she didn't hang up on me. and when she did it was cos mr ang was prowling around.&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna get into trouble&lt;br /&gt;and mich was playing her recorder&lt;br /&gt;so noisey&lt;br /&gt;and rahh got the info on -insert person's name here- that she wanted&lt;br /&gt;anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and sarah were supposed to study. but kena tempted by her friend.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to watch garfield&lt;br /&gt;and i dun regret that&lt;br /&gt;cos it was so nice~!!!!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;cat and dog and human. whee.&lt;br /&gt;so fun. but it was cute.&lt;br /&gt;and sweet. and loving and adorable and blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the movie pete msged me&lt;br /&gt;'hey i'm at geylang serai cc are you in school?'&lt;br /&gt;i'm like. it's the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;what would i be doing in school?&lt;br /&gt;anw i asked if he wanted to meet me at suntec =) but he was busy&lt;br /&gt;so nevermind&lt;br /&gt;he promised to buy me dinner some other time tho&lt;br /&gt;luffs kor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went home.&lt;br /&gt;uh huh. did math.&lt;br /&gt;watched those chinese serials with granma.&lt;br /&gt;swoon over guys.&lt;br /&gt;and in the same span of one hour curse them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really pity the men.&lt;br /&gt;they're just so sad.&lt;br /&gt;can't even do a simple thing right.&lt;br /&gt;like respecting a woman&lt;br /&gt;or not being complete idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and nic were quarreling again. i managed to convince nic to help with carrying some stuff. but mum didn't let him help. because she was angry with him. so she had to carry all the things by herself cos my hands were already full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see la. people &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) i'm so happy to be home. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109471875784817648?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109471875784817648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109471875784817648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109471875784817648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109471875784817648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-back-miss-me-hahahah-doubt-you-did.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109451850372526071</id><published>2004-09-07T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T08:55:03.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apparently i did not go to grandma's yesterday. i feel so siaaaaaanz0red. anyway. i think i'll play gb awhile before the construction workers come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i gotta chiong math. =) chinese high emath.. yuqin say very difficult. die le la. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ripped this from yana(miss ya lots sweetheart!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When two Libras come together in a love affair, they form one of the most agreeable, romantic and well-balanced relationships around. Harmony and aesthetics are of utmost importance to Libra; two Libras together bring their&lt;br /&gt;magically balanced and beautiful touch to everything they do together. Libra is the Sign of Partnership; Libra loves to be in love, and two together spells relationship bliss. If they're just dating, they spend their time at romantic movies and coffee houses; if they're cohabiting, their house looks like an art gallery, full of the finest and loveliest of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra wants everyone to love them -- sometimes to a fault. They abhor conflict, and if one arises they're apt to back down just to maintain the peace. It's not that they're insincere or that they don't care, it's that conflict makes them extremely uncomfortable. The Libra-Libra duo understands this about one another and it's rare that either one will push the other to compromise their shared sensibilities. Libra is most balanced while in a relationship, and each of them love having someone to admire and dote upon. They're happiest when they have someone with similar interests with whom to share their experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra is ruled by the Planet Venus (Love). Two Libras together share a blissful, romantic relationship full of beauty, sensuality and utter pleasure. It's no wonder the two stay together! They spoil themselves and one another -- sometimes to a fault. Too many rich foods and too much laziness can be bad for their health. Those are pleasures that prove hard to resist; both enjoy reclining and munching on a stem of grapes like the Greek goddess herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra is an Air Sign. They prize their mental abilities almost above all else; they enjoy intellectualism and appreciate art, films and all sorts of cultural pursuits. Persuasive, courteous and diplomatic, Libras are the fair&lt;br /&gt;judges of the world. Two together can use their diplomacy to smooth over almost any potential conflict with honor and decency. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra is a Cardinal Sign, a quality that allows them to initiate new projects and motivate others. Two Libras can work very well together toward any project they set their mind to. What's the best aspect of the Libra-Libra relationship? Their incredible sense of diplomacy, kindness and shared respect for one another. These two can make a lasting love connection due to their deep, mutual understanding of one another's loves and needs. Their commitment is likely to be great and solid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. sweeeeeeet. heheh. rejoice librans!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...whao. both my sec 2s are librans as well. we rock. missya guys lots.. =) take care kae.. -luffs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109451850372526071?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109451850372526071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109451850372526071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109451850372526071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109451850372526071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/apparently-i-did-not-go-to-grandmas.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109443728077178681</id><published>2004-09-06T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T10:21:21.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm due to go to grandma's in a bit. uhm. i actually don't wanna but well. i have tuition tomorrow and i don't want! =( ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today gotta chiong math.. trying to understand what lightning's saying by 'source'.. i mean.. once the pw thingy pops up can't do anything.. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a puzzle to leave for another day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in favor or not in favor?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch cinderella story.. sarrrraaaaah! go with me?? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh-bye. if you don't have my number then i'm officially un-contact-able for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109443728077178681?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109443728077178681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109443728077178681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109443728077178681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109443728077178681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-due-to-go-to-grandmas-in-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109436581719154748</id><published>2004-09-05T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T14:30:17.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guessing game</title><content type='html'>...did i mention that michy can read my mind? just thinking back to all the times we've spent together.. and i realise that she's always been completing sentances for me. or even just knowing what's on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i miss michy. why isn't there schu tomorrow. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i intend to study bio and geog and math while i'm at grandma's. hey people.. if anything just sms me okay.. cos i won't be at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asc is full of enthu people. i think he wants to transfer to ahs. but. anyway. thet's his problem. bleeeeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smalltalk hurts.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't understand how people can be so happy all the time even though i said i'll try to be that way too.&lt;br /&gt;i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;look at him!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was all over the place yesterday and &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; led praise and worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he could be a pastor not a teacher. o.O&lt;br /&gt;but! but but but but!&lt;br /&gt;it was supremely meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you. thank you thank you thank you thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) God bless~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109436581719154748?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109436581719154748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109436581719154748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109436581719154748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109436581719154748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/guessing-game.html' title='guessing game'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109436115732115464</id><published>2004-09-05T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T13:12:37.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new chapter</title><content type='html'>before i write anything. i wanna thank mr yeo for inviting me to anglican high yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please refer to a previous post. at the bottom. says: &lt;em&gt;another chapter in my life closed. next chapter - till furthur notice. sorry for the inconvenience caused.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my dear friends. marks a new chapter in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. yesterday i went to anglican high church praise and worship night. amanda didn't go(last minute.. =( ) so i went alone but it didn't really matter cos i saw some 4/6 people and ms chia and ms ee and her b/f. mr yeo was like &lt;strong&gt;'her boyfriend handsome right?'&lt;/strong&gt; and i was. like. well. okay. then he went on to say that he had the same surname as him. blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of the songs were in chinese. i was basically improving my chinese la. &gt;_&lt; hahah.. but it was really fun cos everyone was so enthu and all that. and ahs church is small. all saints' church. really quite small.dunno is it just yesterday or is the crowd usually that tiny. but it was really fun. half the service was in chinese. and the other half in english. i can't remember when i enjoyed myself in church so much. it was absolutely fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr yeo said: &lt;strong&gt;'when you give your life to God a new chapter begins. the old is washed away and you are new in His eyes.'&lt;/strong&gt; i couldn't agree more.. which is why i re-dedicated my life to God again last night. yesterday's service made me realise that i've been neglecting my spiritual life because of tuition. &gt;_&lt; bad bad me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i think God was working thru mr yeo when he asked me to go for the service yesterday. and i'm really happy that he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna be angry at him for spreading the thing-that-shall-not-be-mentioned anymore. cos i forgive him! =) yes. God says to forgive right? so i'm not gonna hold it against him anymore.. and no matter what he does in the future.. i won't be angry with him. he can keep on ignoring me and pretending that i don't exist but i won't be mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to keep my temper in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate that mr yeo kept bugging me to go(even though it did seem irritating at the time.. haha). =) i'm gonna be a happy happy person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to ms yong about insects now. coooooool man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you wen-yi! -luffs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109436115732115464?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109436115732115464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109436115732115464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109436115732115464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109436115732115464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/new-chapter.html' title='a new chapter'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109427177766595155</id><published>2004-09-04T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T12:22:57.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm slacking!! i have to do math soon or i won't be able to finish it in time to go out and then there'll be some pissed people. &gt;_&lt; i have to remember to sms ms ee later. according to mr yeo she's going to ahs later too. yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to scott. long time since we last. well. talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. what else..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh! thank you lookit for being there for me!! -grinz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no dinah you do not need to know. and neither do you for that matter guanyu. =P bleeeeeeeeh. toobad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109427177766595155?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109427177766595155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109427177766595155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109427177766595155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109427177766595155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-slacking-i-have-to-do-math-soon-or.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109426173297242493</id><published>2004-09-04T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T13:31:56.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the party was cooooool! hahah.. hmm wells. uhm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes. tong called me to ask if i had her phone(yes i did!!) and then we made arrangements to meet and return the phone blah. okay. then after that guanz told me that we weren't going to dinah's place(!!!!) and that she had told me last night. don't haaaaaaaaave!! hahah.. ok anyway. i took cab to tj.. then lookit called me to give me directions.. and i blur blur dunno what he was saying.. end up when i met him was soooooo tired! &gt;_&lt; guanyu smashed the cake onto his face!! haha.. the look on his face was priceless.. hahah.. mmhmm.. then he was chasing guan yu.. hahah.. more worried about whether the cake was on his shirt than on his face.. hahah.. never seen a person so concerned about his clothing.. maybe cos he had to go back schu later.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. dinah missed a chance to take a photo of his cake-smeared face.. he wiped everything off very quickly.. hahah.. me dinah and rebec were only concerned about eating our own cake.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm.. after that was time for &lt;strong&gt;presents&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!11one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they wrapped the presents in newspaper. classified. ^^ the cat was on top and that thing was on its head. and lookit's face.. oh man!! couldn't stop laughing at the expression.. at first he was convinced that something would jump out at him.. then he asked &lt;strong&gt;'did you all kill it?'&lt;/strong&gt; then i said &lt;strong&gt;'maybe'&lt;/strong&gt; and he grew even more apprehensive.. hahah.. ohwells. i didn't lie what. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when. he. got. to. the. mug. thing. oh man~! again. &lt;strong&gt;priceless.&lt;/strong&gt; hahah.. he saw what was inside and i think nearly collasped. hahah.. then guan yu was squeezing it as if it was a stress reliever thingo and then she spotted a hole.. guanz being guanz went to squeeze some more.. make us watch the little worm of hair gel grow.. hahah.. then when she squeeze again.. the whole thing burst!!!!!!!! hahah.. she wiped her hands on lookit's arm.. he was like &lt;strong&gt;'can gel my arm hair le'&lt;/strong&gt;.. hahah.. rebec was holding the cat(minus the 'bandana') and staring at us from the other side of the pool.. hahah.. then melissa came.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guanz 'confiscated' lookit's phone.. just when lookit had to leave.. so we had some fun with him first.. so lookit was forced to chase guanyu everywhere. after a while guanyu came back and i took the phone from her so he had to chase me.. ^_^ hahah.. then guanz came.. the both of us hid behind a car.. then sprinted in opposite directions..(the phone is now with guanyu) after that lookit kept demanding his phone from me.. but i didn't have it! i was telling the truth! so i emptied out my pockets la.. hahah.. my phone.. then my wallet.. on the table le.. there was nothing else in my pocket and guan yu &lt;strong&gt;was standing next to him using his phone!!&lt;/strong&gt; x'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeps.. dinah was in the pool.. don't ask me how she got in there.. then when lookit and i left.. guan yu was in the pool too.. she shouted at me that she had got 7up ice on her but i couldn't hear her cos i was toooooo far aaaawaaaaaaaay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookit and i took a cab back to tj.. then i waited for 12 and he went back to school for his stuff and i didn't see him again after that ^^ wheeeeeee. altho i did bug him to tell me who told him about the thing-that-must-not-be-mentioned. it took a lot of bugging but he finally told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't believe how much it can hurt. and as some people say "it hurts like a bitch". maaaaaaaan. i was talking to sarah at that time.. oh man crap la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....why do i feel so betrayed? we have nothing to do with each other anymore but i feel backstabbed. why? ................i really dislike you now. you made me promise something but you yourself can't keep that promise yourself. aren't you the hypocrite?! why did you have to lie to me? then accuse me of telling people what i promised not to tell? and now i find out from other people that you told them too.. so what? what can i do to you right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to scream at him.. but lookit was there telling me to relax ^^; thanks man.. but you know.. if i was extremely pissed i would have called him and screamed at him already.. that &lt;strong&gt;idiot!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...don't lie to me anymore. i'm tired of being decieved. and now. i can't do anything about it. because you refuse to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....................so it shall be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109426173297242493?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109426173297242493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109426173297242493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109426173297242493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109426173297242493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/party-was-cooooool-hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109419419559954241</id><published>2004-09-03T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T14:49:55.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the practical totally sucked! almost no one got a graph. my graph was like. all over the place. if only you could see. i didn't brin my calculator(stupid me) so i had to do mental calculation. like 48/76 and all that kind of crap. anyway. i got through it okay.. but the chem prac.. well.. ppl tell me it's zinc and lead (II) but i put aluminium and aluminium. gah. hahah.. ohwell. i should have known they wouldn't give the same cation twice. they are cations right? anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......i already said i dislike e-cards!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to give jiemmy a call later. then i gotta go to dinah's plaaaaaace. they're probably at tm now anyway. heheheheheheheh. ^_^ crazy me. uhm. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. sitong left her phone with meeeeeeee. and didn't come get it from me too. hmph extra weight. ahhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........i'll call jiemmy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109419419559954241?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109419419559954241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109419419559954241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109419419559954241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109419419559954241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/practical-totally-sucked-almost-no-one.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109417776464965762</id><published>2004-09-03T09:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T10:25:27.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the more you wanna run away from me. the more i will come after you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which leads me to think i should join dinah and guan yu and rebecca outside tj. but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's called counter-effect! someone once told sali and sali told me. well. who you may ask. our &lt;s&gt;dear&lt;/s&gt; egoistic person la.. who else right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you pretend you do not like a person. all the more you will like them. and if you don't go to a person. all the more they will come to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't agree with the last part. the one about going to? how many times have i watched people walk away? not just guys mind. friends. or people whom i thought were friends. would they still treat me the way they did when we used to be together all the time? but that's over. that's what they'd say. we're not friends anymore. we don't even say hi to each other when we see each other in the corridors. we don't talk. nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't let my friends run away so easy anymore. hey look at us la. we've been through so much together. we used to be in the same class in sec 1 and 2. then we went to seperae classes. had seperate lives. but we still stuck together. and i really love them. it's hard to maintain a friendship when we're all far apart. michelle's in 4/1. vera in 4/6. huifang in 4/7 and me in 4/9. we're all seperated. but we're still the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think friendship is a miracle. a miracle that you create by yourself. no one can help you make friends. they come and they go. but how many of them do you still remember today? how many of them will you remember in lets say ten years to come? how many have actually made an impact on your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it. friends are so precious. we shouldn't take them for granted. they might not always be there. but they will try. because they are your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you loyal to your friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder. jeezy: what good do you think you'll achieve by trying to scare me? by trying to scare us? because i'm not known to be afraid of many things. and hey. i'm a girl who's had more than my fair share of enemies. i know a lot of people don't like me. but that's their problem. but you... you're different. you try to make it known. but behind a facade. where's your courage girl? did you leave it behind? what's the matter with you? why don't you come and tell me what you think about me. about my frends. to my face? are you scared of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look jeezy. i have nothing against you. i've done nothing to wrong you. i didn't step on your tail. now if you wanna continue hating me. i don't care. if you wanna continue sending all those crap emails that you take forever to write. i don't care. it's good entertainment actually. with all the spelling errors and grammatical errors you make i might as well be an english teacher instead of wanting to teach math. but the point is i didn't offend you. i did nothing to wrong you. i have never spoken to you for all the four years i've sort of known you jeezy. if you insist on ending your sec 4 year this way. then be my guest. i'm not gonna care. because if you're who i think you are.. you may find yourself in a very rough situation. and i won't be sorry or responsible for whatever happens after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to mr yeo: you have three days left. if you're lucky you may even have the holidays. if you're lucky. no gurantee. so i need answers by sunday. whether you like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...go away you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to lookit's birthday party afterwards!! hahah.. not exactly party la. so small the group.. but dunno if the tj ppl any of them coming not.. but never mind hor. hahah.. can't wait to see his reaction to that hair gel thing.. uhm. hahaha. dinah is gonna tape it yay!! ^^ hahah.. poor sarah can't go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey anyone knows where i can get the rest of the series &lt;strong&gt;qing2 ren2 lian4 ren2&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;march hare(san1 yue4 tu4)&lt;/strong&gt;? cos i got the first three books for $1.50!!!!11one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....so cheap right. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109417776464965762?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109417776464965762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109417776464965762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109417776464965762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109417776464965762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/more-you-wanna-run-away-from-me_03.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109409225247461179</id><published>2004-09-02T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T10:30:52.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's half an hour to english paper two. paper one was okay. i wrote about the arts acadamy thing. you know. the one in california that i kinda regret not going to audition for. but today vera told me about the US$20,000 thing so i'm kinda glad i didn't go. altho i regret i didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...confused me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. vera wrote on the same thing as me! so yeah. wonder what our dear english teachers will think. i actually kinda teared when i wrote the essay but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to mandy yesterday. after i came home from dinah's. she was asking me if i had wb's pic. but no i don't keep it on my computer it's on the rj webbie and if ya wanna see go find it yourself bleh. anyway she said she wanted to see cos grace told her she had seen him before and blah. why is he such a popular topic to talk about? and not in a good way either. everyone thinks hye's egoistic opinionated and conceited. hey don't say i didn't warn you! didn't bother to try and change what people think of you did you. well you brought this on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone blocked me. i'm kinda upset cos we can still be friends can't we? i don't think you read my blog anymore anyway cos you didn't ask me for the password but it doesn't matter. at least. i hope it doesn't matter. i don't wanna be enemies with you. i thought you said it was all right. i didn't know you'd hate me. if i did i would have kept my feelings to myself. i don't wanna hate you. we can still be friends... right? not that you'll ever read this.. but i still wanna be your friend.. i wanna know you better. friends. maybe more. but not right now. since you won't even talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't care... do i? cos you're not worth my time if you insist on playing such childish games. it's not my fault but i've alread apologised.. what more do you want? do you want me to beg your forgiveness? cos that's not gonna happen. i'm stubborn see................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even more so than you. believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love is patient, love is kind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love is tender, so divine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love is good, love is great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love is when you find your mate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love is true, love is fair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love is showing that you care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love is perfect, love is fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love is definitely blind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. if i can't even have you for a friend then i might as well not even think about you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;another chapter in my life closed. next chapter - till furthur notice. sorry for the inconvenience caused.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109409225247461179?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109409225247461179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109409225247461179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109409225247461179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109409225247461179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/theres-half-hour-to-english-paper-two.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109404310207856777</id><published>2004-09-01T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T20:51:42.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>teachers' day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be going insane. doc told me i had a sensitive nose. and nic just sprayed deoderant in my room. ahhhhhhh help. *sneeze* whateverrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cross country photos are up on the 4/9 webbie!! yayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with guanzzzzz today. we were.. well. wandering around parkway la. oh got this cute bag that came with the lime thing! kinda cool.. brown. uh huh. we sat in mph for half an hour reading the mag. guan got the same one as meeeeeeee. altho she wanted the green one but well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we left we decided to have ice cream!! the shop was next to mph.. so i was buying and guan yu was talking to her friend and when her friend left we ran into mr yeo. who asked if we were going back to school and what was guan yu carrying and if i was going to anglican high on sat. &gt;_&gt; yeah. erm. anyone wanna go with meeeeee? otherwise maybe i ask kor go le.. &gt;_&lt; he was trying to get guanz to go also. like. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. then guanz dragged me to dinah's place. i know it wasn't in the adgenda. but still. they showed me the presents they.. erm. we. got for lookit. but nevermind!! wouldn't you like to know what we got. it was kinda sick &lt;strong&gt;BUT!!!&lt;/strong&gt; we got a black forest cake to make up for the sickness of it all. i played no part in the chioce of presents. believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. erm. yea. that's basically it.. happy teachers' day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...someone go with me to anglican high on sat? please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109404310207856777?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109404310207856777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109404310207856777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109404310207856777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109404310207856777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/09/teachers-day-happy-teachers-day-he-was.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109391306063567358</id><published>2004-08-31T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T08:44:20.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>teachers' day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy teachers' day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah! yay. my class ROCKS! music blasting from the class com speakers. everyone's just having a goooooood time. yay.. hahah.. i like this some. &lt;em&gt;she's outta my league..&lt;/em&gt; we're gonna dress mrs liew and ms yong up later.. so cool. mich and jieling are just rocking to the song. whipping hair. whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should be here. the atmosphere is soooooo cool! i think we're the only class blasting music.. i think 4/8 just listen can le.. hahah.. ah ma never come today.. haiz ah ma pon schu ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost could get an mc today!!!!! the doc asked me if i wanted one and I SHOULD HAVE TAKEN IT. too late sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109391306063567358?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109391306063567358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109391306063567358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109391306063567358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109391306063567358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/teachers-day-happy-teachers-day111one.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109378170704553295</id><published>2004-08-29T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T20:15:07.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was just talking to xewwy aka sali. and i realise that i miss so many people! people from my rp life. people from my section(yes!!!!!). people from orchestra. and just random people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sali/grace/naggy luge/mandy/lune/akkaron - from MV&lt;br /&gt;redfarl/janiria/sicant - my little pets&lt;br /&gt;nat-jie/peter/andy/lili/dihui/yanjun/shinla/the conductor mr lim(tho i dun know them very well) - from nusso&lt;br /&gt;sarah/zhi ying/lookit/daniel/ying da/dinah/yao cong/luther/derek/kenneth - from mep orchestra(i realise i didn't socialize enough. if only i could go back then)&lt;br /&gt;li en/shirlyn/kimmie/huijun/guan yu/cheryl/siying/joycelyn(issat her name?)/geraldine/heidi/peck hong/christabel/chermaine - from band. i'm sure i missed out a few others. but i'll think of them in time.&lt;br /&gt;candice/hui ping/liyana/weeling/laura/ruo yu/shi ying/arli/halijah/xiao pei/kailing - my section.&lt;br /&gt;jeff/thijs/kel/rwhen/driske/bec/ro/and all the nwn-ers - from NWN. hope it won't die.. i miss you guys lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise. i miss a lot of people. dinner now. byyyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109378170704553295?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109378170704553295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109378170704553295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109378170704553295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109378170704553295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-was-just-talking-to-xewwy-aka-sali.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109378036968993967</id><published>2004-08-29T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T19:53:49.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>water</title><content type='html'>quiz. this is my element. i knew there was something wrong when redfarl was fire. but then again. redfarl was red. what can i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water_ Waters are usually happy. They're known to&lt;br /&gt;be optimists and sometimes ditsy. Your not&lt;br /&gt;stupid you just dont always think before you&lt;br /&gt;speak. Waters are great at cheering others up&lt;br /&gt;and absolutley adore being the center of&lt;br /&gt;attention. Waters are generally the 'popular'&lt;br /&gt;kids in school because they're friends with&lt;br /&gt;just about everyone. Waters are generally laid&lt;br /&gt;back and fun. Waters enjoy parties and pop&lt;br /&gt;music. Waters and waters make the best of&lt;br /&gt;friends. A friendship between Water and Ice can&lt;br /&gt;be disastrous. Water is often bothered by Ices&lt;br /&gt;pessimistic outlook. Waters and Earths seem to&lt;br /&gt;click well. Water likes being able to confide&lt;br /&gt;in and trust Earth and Earth loves that Water&lt;br /&gt;makes them smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/VampiressSalonica/quizzes/"&gt;elemental&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owww scratch. nic's in big trouble. he needs to stay out of my roooooom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109378036968993967?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109378036968993967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109378036968993967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109378036968993967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109378036968993967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/water.html' title='water'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109377743097206062</id><published>2004-08-29T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T19:33:59.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's now a nice splash of white on the walls of the dining room. it's pretty cool. the walls are all white now. dad's painting on the apple white now. it's cool. i like playing with the hand brushes.. swish swish. yeah. i have specks of paint all over my hands and arms and legs and maybe my clothes too but i don't mind. it's fun!! altho it makes my hands tired. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally finished with mr yeo's autograph book!! *waveth it all over* took a long time.. wanted to die. didn't know what to wriiiiite. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yay we're out of masking tape. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the paint is lurvely. unfortunately it has a smell that does horrors to my poooooor nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich's trying to access but she's having trouble. oh well. shall try to help her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit: 7.29 pm]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Help elders get their personal papers in order. You need to put some trust in&lt;br /&gt;others. Make creative changes to your residence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing. i know exactly what i have to do today and tomorrow. see even the painting of the house is there. hahahaha.. ohwells. tomorrow's..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You will have the discipline and fortitude to accomplish what you want today. Don't ignore any emotional issues that could be causing problems. Your emotional attitude with respect to your status and direction in society may be unrealistic.&lt;/blockquote&gt;yes. see what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109377743097206062?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109377743097206062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109377743097206062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109377743097206062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109377743097206062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/theres-now-nice-splash-of-white-on.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109376402389581795</id><published>2004-08-29T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T15:20:23.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before you proceed to read this post, let me warn you that there may be content that you might find offensive. if so, get the hell outta here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oookay. we have somewhat finished packing the house.. except fot ehat huge pile that's still outside.. so yeah.. no relative velocity in the prelims.. that's a relief..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. was talking to v and mich last night.. v was sending her email to jeezy demanding to be a part of the joke.. it was so beautiful it was almost poetic. anyway. yeah well. serves jeez right for not getting v's email right.. sending the same thing to me twice indeed. and she didn't believe me when i told her. gah the bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard the most wonderful news. now i know why jeezy called my best friend a slut who pays guys to go out with her. damn her man.. she's just pissed cos she wanted this guy called &lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;. but unfortunately for her &lt;strong&gt;e &lt;/strong&gt;wanted to be with my best friend more than he wanted to be with her. so &lt;strong&gt;j&lt;/strong&gt; got jealous. and tah-dah! the theory about the money thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a buncha nonsense i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. v should do just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slander is a crime. lying is a sin. and death is an artist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109376402389581795?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109376402389581795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109376402389581795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109376402389581795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109376402389581795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/before-you-proceed-to-read-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109369721189140593</id><published>2004-08-28T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T20:46:51.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dido - White Flag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you think that I shouldn't still love you or tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;But if I didn't say it well I'd still have felt it,where's the sense in that&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder&lt;br /&gt;Or return to where we were but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go down with this ship and I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I left too much mess and destruction to come back again&lt;br /&gt;And I caused but nothing but trouble,&lt;br /&gt;I understand if you can't talk to me again&lt;br /&gt;And if you live by the rules of "it's over" then I'm sure that that makes sense but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go down with this ship and I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we meet, which I'm sure we will&lt;br /&gt;All that was there, will be there still&lt;br /&gt;I'll let it pass, and hold my tongue&lt;br /&gt;And you will think, that I've moved on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go down with this ship and I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go down with this ship and I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go down with this ship and I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beatuiful song. love it. totally. well.. feel like crying. but no matter. some people are just born to be idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109369721189140593?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109369721189140593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109369721189140593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109369721189140593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109369721189140593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/dido-white-flag-i-know-you-think-that.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109368589162481130</id><published>2004-08-28T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T17:41:29.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jeezy</title><content type='html'>i just had this wonderful conversation with jeezy. and i'm tempted to print it out for mr yeo to read. so much for not believing me.. if i find out it's really her. i'm gonna rip her apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said that i was dumped by a &lt;strong&gt;girl.&lt;/strong&gt; wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I've got the &lt;strong&gt;girl&lt;/strong&gt; who dumped nathasha flirting with me and falling deeply in love with me.&lt;br /&gt;-jeezy&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;wow!! i didn't know i was dumped by a girl before! doesn't that make the both of us lesbian?! it's so amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to convince her that that's a reality. muahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people. take this advice. don't mess with my friends. because if you do. you have &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; to deal with. i may not always stand up for myself. but if you even as much as touch a hair on my friend or insult her. you'll get hell from me. i'll rip you apart. i don't always stand up for myself because i can take the criticism. my friends can take it too. but insult them in front of me is a big mistake. and i mean &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; mistake. especially if you've got it in your head to call my best friend a slut who hooks guys with money. go to hell. i'll cut your tongue out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;don't think i won't. i'm a violent and sadistic person. it's just that huifang's more violent and vera's more sadistic. i'm a perfect mix of both. i'll hurt you so bad you'll regret messing with any of my friends. once you've gotten into trouble with me.. i'll give you no end of hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm convinced that jeezy is jealous of me and trying to get my attention. aww poor her. using wb to spite me. indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and for the record: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dumped wb&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not the other way around. thankyouverymuch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;don't ever mess with my friends. or face my wrath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jeez. you're a jerk. i can't stand you anymore.. i'll go all out to find out who you are.. and i'll make you regret ever knowing me. i'll ruin you. and it won't just be bloodying your nose. no. i've got a much better idea for you. i'll make you hurt and scream and weep and beg for forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and while i may not swear(like guanz or dinah) i have other means of scaring you. i'm giving you one last warning. sweetheart. for the sake of your face and every other part of your damned body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leave. me. and. my. friends. alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109368589162481130?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109368589162481130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109368589162481130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109368589162481130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109368589162481130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/jeezy.html' title='jeezy'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109365949184091779</id><published>2004-08-28T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T10:18:11.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>officially locked my blog. couldn't think of any other password so i used that. mmhmm. that's what i am what.. what to do? like that lo. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kena arrow by mr yeo to bring his autograph book home. no wonder he was staring at me in the morning.. something he doesn't usually do. most of the time he just dao-s me. but anyway. it's like this huge sketch book la. a4 size one. want photo some more.. so i put section photo(hope they dun mind.. hahah).. but then i dunno what to write about myself la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all those comments about him quite interesting leh. =) erm. arm hair and nose hair. go figure. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dieded for piano exam laaaaaaa. the room was cold. the examiner was scary(really!!) and my hands were shaking. gaaaaaaah. the last time my hands shook was my first band performance!! and that was sooooo long ago! urgh. what happened to me man... my pieces.. ugh. first piece still okay.. a few mistakes but nothing too major.. the second piece was just. like that. yep. he stopped me in the middle of my third piece! vera says it's good but i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i didn't screw my aural exam.. that's my only hope. but my sight-reading kinda improved. even tho i just forgo all those staccato thingos. like. whatever man!! i got like. 99% notes right. i think. yup. only misread one note.. read it in bass clef. too used to tuba &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwells. no point worrying about it right!!! at least it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been having wired dreams about teachers. the best one tho was about kongy being transferred to victoria. =P hahah.. ohwells. and ms lee being promoted to vp? please no. last night's one was terrible.. close to a nightmare actaully. ok so it was kinda childing. but throwing pens around?! like. O.o okay. and stands going up in flames. don't ask. michelle was soooooo right about the teacher i dreamt of tho. bleeeeeh. what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle: you can practically read my mind. go girl!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109365949184091779?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109365949184091779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109365949184091779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109365949184091779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109365949184091779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/officially-locked-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109347604280434240</id><published>2004-08-26T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T07:20:42.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleh. what the hell. sax music on the pa. urg someone save me. sounds like game music. like something you'd hear on RO or something. -hums- ladeeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna lock my bloooooog. well. until i can figure out if there's a way to just lock the tagboard. that means i gotta do.. erm nevermind. if you guys want to password can just sms/email/call/pm me or blah. and if you don't have my number/email that's just too bad. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guan. if ya wanna go to the camp thing i think ya gonna have to take sick. eric and all don't seem to be doing anything about it.. hah. just dun let anyone else know O.o cheryl ya wanna go? dinah? bleeeeeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urm. mep prelim today. why do they insist on having two papers on the same day and after schoolllllllllll. gah. that you our dear mep co-ordinator. XP to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dead. i'm only halfway through my brandenburg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone save me. or at least give me an mc. *dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109347604280434240?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109347604280434240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109347604280434240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109347604280434240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109347604280434240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/bleh.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109341585809595766</id><published>2004-08-25T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T14:37:38.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>luffs!</title><content type='html'>i am not a poet. i found this on tiff's blog. man something's wrong with her or what..? suddenly all the love-love things on her blog.. hahah.. quite funny larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt; by Jess Gallagher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four-letter word everyone longs to hear&lt;br /&gt;To have that special someone whisper it in your ear&lt;br /&gt;We wait our whole lives for the real thing&lt;br /&gt;Many times mistaking what was only a fling&lt;br /&gt;When you find that someone, you'll know it's real&lt;br /&gt;Because in your heart, it will be love you feel&lt;br /&gt;When you look in their eyes and feel your heart beating&lt;br /&gt;You'll know it's the love that is never fleeting&lt;br /&gt;Unselfishly you give your heart...&lt;br /&gt;Hoping and praying it will not be torn apart&lt;br /&gt;If ever this love proves not to be true&lt;br /&gt;He'll leave with something belonging to you&lt;br /&gt;A part of your heart forever he'll take&lt;br /&gt;You will get over this, for your own sake&lt;br /&gt;After all, you must still go on&lt;br /&gt;For it is not your whole heart that is gone&lt;br /&gt;Many believe in love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;If you find that someone, hold on tight&lt;br /&gt;Work on the relationship to make it grow&lt;br /&gt;And in time you will know&lt;br /&gt;If this is the love, you've waited your life for&lt;br /&gt;You will never want or need... anything more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY INTERNET FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;by Bob Dean Brokaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, gal, and always will.&lt;br /&gt;I know your feelings but love you still.&lt;br /&gt;If you need a friend, someone to care,&lt;br /&gt;just call my name and I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;For once in my life a girl came by,&lt;br /&gt;and started a love that will not die.&lt;br /&gt;I live in a world, I heard in a song.&lt;br /&gt;But for you and me, it is all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my deeds, in my simple way,&lt;br /&gt;will tell you things I cannot say.&lt;br /&gt;We've talked it over and both agree,&lt;br /&gt;it soon will end for just you and me.&lt;br /&gt;But for the time just let me do,&lt;br /&gt;the little things I want for you.&lt;br /&gt;And when you say I'll go my way.&lt;br /&gt;Without a reason, why should I stay?&lt;br /&gt;So, find the man you're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe he can love you more.&lt;br /&gt;For if you're happy, I've done my share.&lt;br /&gt;But, always remember I was there.&lt;br /&gt;In my heart I can always say,&lt;br /&gt;"I thank you Lord... she passed my way "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet. stop. i may get diabetes. ...nah. just kidding. =P sugar overdoseeeeeee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. today was kinda boring. i didn't have to do that stupid dance thingy because wendy insisted that i be her buddy for the five stations thing that she was retaking. weilin was there. you know. she was lx's buddy. she volunteered herself. i didn't. =P hahah. anyway. they did shuttle run first la. not too bad. i did much better. at least. because lx asked me to run with her. so i run lo. and i finish before her.. so yeah. her timing not too bad la pass hor? hahah.. okay. then we did the other thingys and kongy was insistant about the way the mat was rolled up.. made us roll and unroll and roll again. gaaaaaaah. that thing is so heavy leeeeh. i can't even carry it lo.. i think me and weilin had more of a workout that wendy and lx. somehow. wrooooooooong. they're the ones doing five stations. like. gimme a break man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we joined back the dancing.. kena sai la.. what firewall? i dunno how to do that thing.. what wave hands here and there.. i think tkgs and tkss will look like a bunch of fools cos we're doing &lt;strong&gt;the same dance..&lt;/strong&gt; like. ooooookay man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other lessons were okay.. chem was abit interesting today.. i got 2 1/2 questions out of 5 right for rv.. like finally i actually know how to do the questions altho i'm not too sure which one is V&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A/W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.. i dunno how to tell!! then that mr yeo teach i-j method make me more confused.. i think i'm sticking to the diagram method.. i can actually see better.. then just sine rule and cosine rule can le. otherwie must find vector and magnitude and blah blah so difficult!! &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;last period was bio.. i managed to do some of the questions that ms yong gave us.. cos they're on cells.. and i know cells quite well so i had no problem. but i dun understand the braaaaaaaaain. i thought we didn't have to do that. oookay. whatever la hor? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;piano exam in &lt;strong&gt;two days&lt;/strong&gt;. someone save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109341585809595766?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109341585809595766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109341585809595766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109341585809595766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109341585809595766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/luffs.html' title='luffs!'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109338898185306855</id><published>2004-08-25T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T07:09:41.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dislike e-cards. basically cos they're silly. a waste of time. and take up space in my inbox because i feel compelled to keep them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're just as bad as spam. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday mr yeo got it into his head to give us paper to write something about our friends on. it wasn't so bad. except for that darn one-minute-time-constraint. how much can you write in one minute?! like. stress sia. everyone was trying to write so quickly.. bee didn't seem at the least concerned. she finished so quickly.. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who gives &lt;strong&gt;reflexology &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;alternative medicene &lt;/strong&gt;as oral topics?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ridiculous. i totally crapped the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't be suprised if i died. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vera got hairdressing. o.O -giggles-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109338898185306855?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109338898185306855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109338898185306855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109338898185306855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109338898185306855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-dislike-e-cards.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109330295143951102</id><published>2004-08-24T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T07:15:51.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the DBC will be launched today. latest tomorrow. people should be getting an email soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginning to like this sorta thing. it's silly but sooooooooo fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when you're not on the reciving end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhhhhhhh if only you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109330295143951102?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109330295143951102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109330295143951102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109330295143951102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109330295143951102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/dbc-will-be-launched-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109321596475110458</id><published>2004-08-23T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T07:06:04.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this.</title><content type='html'>i'm gonna watch huifang scream at someone later. so pam had better watch out. hope there're no punches thrown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah darn you jeezy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hot and tired. this promises to be a terribe day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go awaaaaaaaaaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109321596475110458?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109321596475110458/comments/default' title='Post 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style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;why am i doing this again??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Ever ran into a door? &lt;/strong&gt;wha? who hasn't?&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Ever ripped a piece of clothing at school?&lt;/strong&gt; not that i remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Ever made some bodily disfunction noise around someone you liked?&lt;/strong&gt; define 'bodily disfunction'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Ever tripped infront of someone you liked?&lt;/strong&gt; made a fool of myself, yes, tripped, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Said something stupid infront of someone you liked? &lt;/strong&gt;...yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What was your most embarassing moment?&lt;/strong&gt; ...wouldn't you like to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What do YOU think of the way you look?&lt;/strong&gt; i look okay and i don't care what other people think!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. What do YOU think about your Attitude?&lt;/strong&gt; i have great attitude. want some?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What do you think about life after death? &lt;/strong&gt;just... happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What do you think about karma?&lt;/strong&gt; someone explain what karma is again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What do you think about love?&lt;/strong&gt; something you shouldn't commit to too easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What do you think about fate?&lt;/strong&gt; like i said.. happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What do you think about your self?&lt;/strong&gt; on the road to perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. What do you tell youself if times get hard?&lt;/strong&gt; hey what the hell is going on man?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What would you give your life for&lt;/strong&gt;? if i gave my life for something, and i got what i wanted, i'd never get to enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What do you think about your first love? &lt;/strong&gt;...i refuse to answer this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;11. What do you think about the first person that loved you? &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What are you scared of? &lt;/strong&gt;erm, let's see. you, maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Do you cry easily? &lt;/strong&gt;i make it a point not to cry. or try not to, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Name something that has touched you:&lt;/strong&gt; my teacher's selflessness? ...gah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What was the saddest moment of your life?&lt;/strong&gt; ...rejection, rejection, rejection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. What would life be without friends? &lt;/strong&gt;booooooooooooooring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Without family? &lt;/strong&gt;...wtf mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Without you? &lt;/strong&gt;without me there wouldn't be answers to this, would there now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Are you deep?&lt;/strong&gt; ommmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Do you think love is once in a lifetime, or just chance? &lt;/strong&gt;...depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's on your bedside table? &lt;/strong&gt;what bedside table?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the geekiest part of your music collection?&lt;/strong&gt; clay aiken is a geek, does he count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you eat when you raid the fridge late at night?&lt;/strong&gt; i don't eat anything, mate. i just drink lotsa cold water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie?&lt;/strong&gt; too many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done?&lt;/strong&gt; i actually like myself the way i am, thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have a completely irrational fear? &lt;/strong&gt;i tend to be paranoid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the little physical habit that gives away your insecure moment?&lt;/strong&gt; my hands tremble and i bite my lower lip. not always, tho. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you ever have to beg? &lt;/strong&gt;to get people to do things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you a pyromaniac?&lt;/strong&gt; look into the flame....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have too many love interests? &lt;/strong&gt;too many for my own good....nah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know anyone famous?&lt;/strong&gt; oh yeah, i know loads of famous people, just not personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe your bed: &lt;/strong&gt;bluuuuuuuue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spontaneous or plan?&lt;/strong&gt; both, actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who should play you in a movie about your life?&lt;/strong&gt; hillary duff!![thanks vera ^^]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know how to play poker?&lt;/strong&gt; ...i hate poker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you carry with you at all times?&lt;/strong&gt; Handphone and wallet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you drive?&lt;/strong&gt; a sixteen-year-old doesn't drive, dude. where ya from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you miss most about being little?&lt;/strong&gt; carefree-ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you happy with your given name?&lt;/strong&gt; sure, even tho people heep spelling it wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How much money would it take to get you to give up the Internet for one year?&lt;/strong&gt; not in this lifetime, d00d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What color is your bedroom?&lt;/strong&gt; white with purple blue red flecks thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the last song you were listening to?&lt;/strong&gt; some chinese thingo my brother just played on the erhu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been in a play?&lt;/strong&gt; been in, no. starred in, yep, and proud of it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who are your best friends?&lt;/strong&gt; michelle, vera, huifang, xinxian, xuemin, jiemin, chelsea, weilin(xiao gou)... too many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;Have you ever been in love? &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you talk a lot?&lt;/strong&gt; depends who with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you like yourself and believe in yourself?&lt;/strong&gt; i rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever done any illegal drugs?&lt;/strong&gt; No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you think you're cute?&lt;/strong&gt; like, totally, man! so where're we hanging out next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you consider yourself to be a nice person?&lt;/strong&gt; i can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you spend more time with your girlfriend, boyfriend, or your friends?&lt;/strong&gt; friends. cos they ROCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[spell your name backwards]&lt;/strong&gt; mat ahsahtan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[where do you live] &lt;/strong&gt;...i'm not telling you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[describe yourself in three words] &lt;/strong&gt;paranoid. sensitive. caring..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;[who is your worst enemy]&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[if you could have ANY animal for a pet, what would it be] &lt;/strong&gt;dooooooooooooog. but i love my chinchillas! -huggle-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[have you ever used a spork] &lt;/strong&gt;uh, sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[do you even know what a spork is] &lt;/strong&gt;enlighten me, willya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[what is the latest that you've ever stayed up] &lt;/strong&gt;..past midnight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[what's your favourite coin] &lt;/strong&gt;the new 2003 coins. so shinyyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[wallet] &lt;/strong&gt;blue cloth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[hairbrush] &lt;/strong&gt;...in the toilet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[toothbrush] &lt;/strong&gt;clear, i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[jewelry worn daily]&lt;/strong&gt; zilch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[blanket] &lt;/strong&gt;waaaaaaaarm. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[coffee cup]&lt;/strong&gt; ...i don't like coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[sunglasses] &lt;/strong&gt;non-existant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;[underwear]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[shoes] &lt;/strong&gt;that pair my mum bought for me from... somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[keychain] &lt;/strong&gt;keys're in my purse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;[colonge] &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[cd in stereo right now] &lt;/strong&gt;non-existant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[tattoos] &lt;/strong&gt;Naw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[piercings] &lt;/strong&gt;Ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[current music] &lt;/strong&gt;...x) nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[wearing] &lt;/strong&gt;shirt and shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[hair]&lt;/strong&gt; ponytail!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[in my head] &lt;/strong&gt;my brain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[hearing] &lt;/strong&gt;whirrrrrrrr... the computer's fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[wishing] &lt;/strong&gt;...ahem. some questions are better left unanswered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[after this] &lt;/strong&gt;gonna do some random stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[talking to] &lt;/strong&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that took a looooooong time. &gt;_&lt;; ohwells. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad was on the phone at about 4.10? and he was like 'i'll try to get my daughter to come.' the moment he put down the phone i was like 'nuh uh you don't.' and he said 'indulge me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i don't know why i do it. he said it was for a half hour. and i believed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know that 4.30 to 6 is a half hour. like. whoohoo. isn't that like supremely fun. anyway. they were my dad's friends. they had this huge dog and huge house. with a pond and three floors. enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......chelsea's supposed to caaaaall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone help me decide: should i got to the praise and worship thingy that mr yeo invited me to? or should i go for the outing thingy that sarah asked me to go to? oh darn i can't decideeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....if chelsea's willing to go with me to the anglican high thing then i'll... accept mr yeo's invitation. if not then i'll go out with sarah and her friends. either way i'll be in a crowd i don't know. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh... bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109317434820957595?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109317434820957595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109317434820957595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109317434820957595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109317434820957595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/thingy.html' title='thingy'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109308658097751672</id><published>2004-08-21T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T19:09:40.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temps</title><content type='html'>i keep downloading all these cuuuuute template layoutty things!! i love those by &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/me.php?userid=117651"&gt;missy-kee&lt;/a&gt;.. absolutely perfect. all the templates she creates are so sweet.. i've got practically all of them. awww. and the best part is that i'm uploading them all to my own server. for once. instead of being some bandwidth-hogging person thing. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey the pics are realleh beautiful.. -grin- gotta see to believe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get beautiful skins like this one at &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com"&gt;blogskins&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shameless plugging. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109308658097751672?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109308658097751672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109308658097751672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109308658097751672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109308658097751672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/temps.html' title='temps'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109305575519075693</id><published>2004-08-21T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T10:35:55.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to go to the tpjc band open house today. but i'm not going. ohwells. nevermind.. i'm sure there are other chances? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye fishies. don't know what dad's gonna do with them. but they're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and dad gonna see the contractor now.. darn person who laid them floor tiles so darn close together. looks like i've got the house to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. layout issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109305575519075693?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109305575519075693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109305575519075693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109305575519075693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109305575519075693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-wanted-to-go-to-tpjc-band-open-house.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109295711892775410</id><published>2004-08-20T07:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T07:11:58.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we that the world's longest dinner last night. blaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. kinda little tired. not really sure why...? oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey i actually remembered to bring that file today! hmm. hahah... s'posed to hand in ss stuffs today. but well.. hahah.. oh wells.. that woman keeps insisting on placing her mike amplifier thingo in my ear before screaming out her next command. what can i do? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ignore la...&lt;/span&gt; hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today got mep. i wanna unearth some scores from the section cupboard and practice my tuba. guannnnn... didya get the scores from lian already?! hahah.. ytd you say can get one ar.. dun say dun have okae.. hahah.. i need the scores or i'm dead for mep second instru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! who said there was mep &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first instrument&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow?! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i didn't know.. too bad ms sim. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109295711892775410?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109295711892775410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109295711892775410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109295711892775410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109295711892775410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/we-that-worlds-longest-dinner-last.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109278452578756548</id><published>2004-08-18T07:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T07:15:25.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terms</title><content type='html'>trying to come to terms with what happened over the weekend. but nevermind that. shall bury myself in work/friends later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do birds suddenly appear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime you are near?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just like me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They long to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Close to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do stars fall down from the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime you walk by?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just like me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They long to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Close to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the day that you were born&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The angels got together and decided&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To create a dream come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So they sprinkled moondust in your hair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of gold and starlight in your eyes of blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That is why all the girls in town&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Follow you all around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just like me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They long to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Close to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just like me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They long to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Close to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ripped from xewwy.. -luffs gal!- hey.. i wanna go ice skating too!!!!! heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to guanz on the phone yesterday.. hahah.. yep. she was desperately looking for an accompanist.. actually she already had one.. but then.. that ger's trumpet exam(?) is before guanz's.. so cannot.. or sth.. hahah.. anyway. yep. spent about half an hour on the phone wif dat ger.. talking about all kinds of crap.. then was telling her that the esplanade library is so darn hopeless.. i mean.. can't even find a decent tuba score!! so guanz said see maybe she help me borrow from lian wei.. wait.. lian wei take mep meh? -shrugs- nevermind. so thanks ger!! -luffs- ooh. who just coughed over the pa? o.O yups.. hope its easy.. then jiemin can be my accompanist.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda sabo-ed candice.. guanz asked me if candice can play the piano for her and i kinda said yes? hahah.. okay. erm. pe first period.. pe sucks.. then later chinese.. slack.. do tuition hw la.. dun wanna be like last time.. panic until like siao.. almost dieded from that bloody headache and was trying to do hw on the bus some more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd mr yeo told raf 'i love you. do you love me too?' in malay. the first attempt was kinda hopeless.. butwith the patient coaching of osha raf and farahhhhhhh he should be okay. hahah... wonder who he intends to tell that to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're my pretty pretty boy i love you/like i've never ever loved no one before/pretty pretty boy i love you/so tell me you love me too..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're my pretty pretty boy i've hurt you/like i've never ever hurt no one before/pretty pretty boy i love you/so tell me you love me still..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still damn sad la. go awayyyyyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109278452578756548?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109278452578756548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109278452578756548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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for me even though they may piss me(or my dad) off. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vera. huifang. michelle. xinxian. xuemin. jiemin. weilin(xiao gou.............).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent yesterday morning feeling miserable. but they managed to make me laugh.. i love them. they're the best people anyone could have for friends. especially since we're such a crazy bunch.. it's hard to tell what we'll do next!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the afternoon feeling miserable. taking out my anger on the damn piano. i hate that piano. i'm sick of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i make it a point to hate britney spears. but now her songs actually have some meaning. no not 'i'm no a girl not yet a woman'. that was plain crappy. i mean like 'everytime'. uh huh. no i'm still not a britney fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. gotta start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't bring my amath stuffs!!!!!! wonder what mr yeo will say to that. but then again. i don't care. cos i'm gonna be miserable again. i know it.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. starting oversure sucks. let me wallow in my misery a little longer will ya?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109269759293009572?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109269759293009572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109269759293009572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109269759293009572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109269759293009572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109261131710484332</id><published>2004-08-16T07:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T07:08:37.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>todayyyyy</title><content type='html'>i hate today. i hate yesterday. i hate the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clearing up the damn misunderstandings. it's amazing. you hardly even talk to me. don't even say hi anymore. and what. you suddenly demand for an explaination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one. fucking. person. i'm gonna kill her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit~~~~~~~~~~~~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so exhausted.. cried last night. over someone who's probably not worth it anyway. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109261131710484332?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109261131710484332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109261131710484332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109261131710484332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109261131710484332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/todayyyyy.html' title='todayyyyy'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109257525702324805</id><published>2004-08-15T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T21:07:37.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bloody. god. damn. hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you!!!!!!!!!!!!!! damnit. i hate you i hate you i hate you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sobs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell anyone?! TELL ANYONE?! for goodness sake the kasetsart band performance was like bloody hell before the whole stupid thing!! that was BEFORE you said not to tell! i didn't do anything all right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some guys can be so &lt;strong&gt;bloody insensitive!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit.. if someone leaked at the kasetsart perf then it's not my damn problem!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it was ages before anybloodything happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god. i hate you!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cries* go away. you're breaking me. go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109257525702324805?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109257525702324805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109257525702324805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109257525702324805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109257525702324805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/bloody.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109254515909826423</id><published>2004-08-15T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T12:45:59.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost.</title><content type='html'>hurmm. not particularily in a mood to blog. i want someone to talk to. i need to talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what sarah's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;picking up the broken pieces.. and carrying on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't take it that nothing happened. at most i won't talk about it. but i can't say that nothing happened. for me at least. because i won't deny anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kor asked me when i'm going back to the nus orchestra. i wanna go bacccccck. but practices are mostly on wednesday.. and ma's adamant about be going for practices at night. come on man.. at most stay at the grandparents' lo. i mean. orchestraaaaa! umm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hugs yana- yep. both of us. same thing. howells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109254515909826423?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109254515909826423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109254515909826423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109254515909826423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109254515909826423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/lost.html' title='lost.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109247798752875623</id><published>2004-08-14T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T18:10:57.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i try you know. i really really try. maybe i'm trying too hard. but i'll never know. because you probably won't ever talk to me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't be silly..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;impossible..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're not thinking properly..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ridiculous..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it'll pass..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah sure. shows how much you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no man/woman is worth your tears. the one who is won't make you cry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't try too hard. what happens happens for a reason. the best things come when you least expect them to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't love you for who you are but for who i am when i'm with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe we are to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one. that way we can appreciate them when we meet them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and to think i thought nothing about these statements before. now i know. wanna cry. but just can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wish i could forget you.&lt;/span&gt; cause i don't know how to face you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109247798752875623?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109247798752875623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109247798752875623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109247798752875623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109247798752875623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-try-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109246757953253530</id><published>2004-08-14T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T15:12:59.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you.</title><content type='html'>you. i don't know what to say to you. you ignore me. all the time. although i have no idea why. i didn't insult you in any way. at least not that i know of. i mean. argh. how to tell you how to tell you how to tell you?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy.&lt;br /&gt;phone bill's exploding.&lt;br /&gt;busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long do you expect me to believe you? i can't accept the same excuses forever you know. there's a limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to make small talk. one word answers. two words. i'm the one driving the conversation. 'oh ok'? what the hell is 'oh ok' supposed to mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ok that's nice. no really it is.&lt;br /&gt;oh ok but i don't really want to know about it.&lt;br /&gt;oh ok i think you're a bit wierd so just get out of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;oh ok actually i don't want to talk to you so i won't say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;'yeah?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complaining now yea..? shouldn't be listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll always be here for ya. somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109246757953253530?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109246757953253530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109246757953253530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109246757953253530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109246757953253530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/you.html' title='you.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109246282541279894</id><published>2004-08-14T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T13:53:45.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>butterfly kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;butterly kisses: bob carlisle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's two things i know for sure:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was sent here from heaven and she's daddy's little girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as i drop to my knees by her bed at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she talks to jesus and i close my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i thank god for all the joy in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh but most of all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sticking little white flowers all up in her hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'walk beside the pony daddy it's my first ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know the cake looks funny daddy but i sure tried'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in all that i've done wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know i must have done something right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to deserve a hug every morning and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;butterfly kisses at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sweet sixteen today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's looking like her mama a little more everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one part woman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the other part girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trying her wings out in a great big world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sticking little white flowers all up in her hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'you know how much i love you daddy but if you don't mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with all that i've done wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know i must have done something right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to deserve her love evry morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and butterfly kisses at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all the precious time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like the wind the years go by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;precious butterfly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;spread your wings and fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she'll change her name today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she'll make a promise and i'll give her away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;standing in the bride-room just staring at her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she asked me what i'm thinking and i said i'm not sure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just feel like i'm losing my baby girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she leaned over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sticking little white flowers all up in her hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'walk me down the aisle daddy it's just about time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;does my wedding gown look pretty daddy daddy don't cry'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for all that i've done wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know i must have done something right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to deserve your love every morning and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;butterfly kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i couldn't ask god for more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;man this is what love is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know i gotta let her go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i'll always remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;every hug in the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and butterfly kisses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tis a tres pretty song. anyway. today was cross country.. was quite fun. only my class tee was under my table in class. wow how ironic. anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the horse for our troy theme was made up of little pieces of cardboard and nic made a nice head. oh and it had no tail. we had a trying time just moving it. so. yeah. it was kinda fun. cool. and we won first prize. that's cool too. hahah. now the class is at the beach. picnic. hahah i'm playing antisocial. =P ohwells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;class cheer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;click click click boom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;the 4/9 girls are in the room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you say what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;well look at the score&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we just beat you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i feel so fine i'm here to tell you why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so smile a while and raise your spirits high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we've got a class that's super fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we've got a class that'll blow your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we've got a class that's outta sight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we've got a class that's dynamite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hey you guess what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we're here to kick your butt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;the 4/9 girls are here to stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we like to win&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and love to play!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and kick ass we did. well done!! ~whoohoo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109246282541279894?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109246282541279894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109246282541279894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109246282541279894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109246282541279894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/butterfly-kisses.html' title='butterfly kisses'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109235256017620744</id><published>2004-08-13T07:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T07:16:00.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey hey hey.. hahah.. erm.. wednesday was the kasetsart band concert!! like. whoa. they were &lt;strong&gt;so good. &lt;/strong&gt;hahah.. they played carmen fantasy and glen miller!! man i love glen miller. hahah.. but the tuba and drum solos were abit disappointing. saw luther and geraldine and lian wei at the concert. but they didn't see me. hahah.. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday they released the o level chinese results!!! and i passed!! hahah.. well i was praying for a c6 actually.. so the c5 was quite unexpected.. very grateful.. hahah.. yep. i'm in a terribly good mood. only one person failed the chinese exam.. poor person.. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was telling peter-kor about something yesterday.. hmm.. he's very nice to me but can be quite. ahem. sometimes. anyway. i know he cares a lot about me. luff ya too kor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. ss test. maybe mep test. whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sleep- tired. hahah.. house gonna undergo renovation. dunno where we're gonna stay yet. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109235256017620744?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109235256017620744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109235256017620744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109235256017620744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109235256017620744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/hey-hey-hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109217948252179354</id><published>2004-08-11T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T07:11:22.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. i've been reduced to you-know-who. sharing same status with voldemort. hey buddy. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was no raining plaster as i expected. it was just our dear floor tiles. hahah.. oh wells. at least no one was hurt. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;banana man.&lt;/strong&gt; my brother's imitating his song.. oh man! it's like. ring ring ring ring ring ring ring.. banana. &lt;em&gt;riiiiiight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. school again. today.. band directors'. &lt;strong&gt;go tkgssb!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; whee. and kasesart band performance. can't wait for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man what is it with my section?! they want to put us in &lt;em&gt;skirts&lt;/em&gt;. oh no. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dies-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109217948252179354?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109217948252179354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109217948252179354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109217948252179354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109217948252179354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109212133484411008</id><published>2004-08-10T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T15:02:14.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ou de yang song</title><content type='html'>the ou de yang ocean's song lyrics. so nice.. hahah.. it's about this guy who likes this gal.. but they're at opposite ends of the earth. and he cares so much for her. so romantic.. hahah.. wheee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;yong wo de wan an pei ni chi zhao can&lt;br /&gt;ji de ba xiang nian chun zai pu man&lt;br /&gt;wo wang zhe man tian xing zai shan&lt;br /&gt;ting niu lang dui zhe nu shuo yao yong gan&lt;br /&gt;bei pa wo men zai di qiu de liang duan&lt;br /&gt;kan wo de wen hou qi zhe mo tan&lt;br /&gt;fei yong guang shu fei dao ni mian qian&lt;br /&gt;yao ni neng kan dao shi zi xing you bei ji xing zhou ban&lt;br /&gt;sao le wo de shou bei dang zhen tou ni xi bu xi guan&lt;br /&gt;ni de wang shu jing wang bu dao wo bei ban qiu de gu dan&lt;br /&gt;tai ping yang de chao shui gen zhe di qiu lai hui xuan zhuan&lt;br /&gt;wo hui nai xin de deng sui shi huan ying ni kao an&lt;br /&gt;sao le wo de huai bao dang nuan nu ni xi bu xi guan&lt;br /&gt;E gei ni zhao pian kan bu dao wo bei ban qiu de gu dan&lt;br /&gt;shi jie zai da liang ke zhen xin jiu neng hu xiang qu nuan&lt;br /&gt;xiang nian bu hui tou lan&lt;br /&gt;wo de meng tong tong ge ni bao guan..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so romantic. hahah.. now. to find a way to get my bro to lend me that cd. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109212133484411008?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109212133484411008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109212133484411008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109212133484411008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109212133484411008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/ou-de-yang-song.html' title='ou de yang song'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109210474072983451</id><published>2004-08-10T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T10:25:40.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cracking</title><content type='html'>what would you do if you found out that your house was about to cave in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not talking the ceiling. i'm talking the &lt;strong&gt;floor.&lt;/strong&gt; oh yeah. the floor's cracking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;showering plaster on the ppl downstairs. hope no one was hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. there was this cracking sound all of a sudden.. so i went outside to see if nic had dropped like marbles or sth.. cos that's what it sounded like.. but then.. when i went out.. my bro and dad were just staring at the floor.. me being me didn't know what they were staring at.. then nic was like 'it's &lt;strong&gt;cracking&lt;/strong&gt;!!' and i thought he was referring to the box that the playstation was on..&lt;em&gt; (he was playing the playstation la..)&lt;/em&gt; so i went to grab it and i was like no what it's not cracking!! (dad's on the phone. telling my grandad "my house got &lt;strong&gt;earthquake&lt;/strong&gt;. the floor tiles all popped out")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my bro was like the floor la the floor!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's when i noticed out new little &lt;strong&gt;fold&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mountains&lt;/strong&gt;. it's it just amazing? they really look like little mountains. all popped out and all. my eyes could have popped out as well. but nevermind. they're still intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad's removing some of the tiles in an attempt to see what the hell is going on. well.. we don't know the cause. but there are gonna be some really angry people downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really &lt;strong&gt;really &lt;/strong&gt;angry. it's not everyday you have a shower of plaster covering your living and dining rooms. oh man. right. if the press knew they'd have a field day here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile better not step in that area for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno how my darlings took the shock of the possibility of a converging floor. shall go check on them. poor babies. i'm sure they don't have earthquakes of this magnitude where they come from. no there was no shaking. but he's calling me~~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109210474072983451?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109210474072983451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109210474072983451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109210474072983451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109210474072983451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/cracking.html' title='cracking'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109210094895476841</id><published>2004-08-10T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T09:22:28.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee*rolls eyes*</title><content type='html'>joy of joys. jeezdance is back. all the world rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. really. we haven't seen her around for a long time. and isn't it amazing how she's assumed my ex's identity? and how her contact list has grown since then? it's tres amazing. so amazing that she's managed to get to know so many people and needs to show off some. and oh wow! she's sent that email to &lt;strong&gt;both&lt;/strong&gt; my email addresses. so &lt;em&gt;clever&lt;/em&gt;. if she knows so many people then why is she just emailing us? sigh. some people are so wu liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. you really disgust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. horrible. like i've said before. people who hide behind anonimity deserve to be killed. like. hey. that sucker's supporter! couldn't think of a name of your own? disgusting man.. yeah and i love you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to think about making this &lt;strong&gt;friends only&lt;/strong&gt; huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i tell him..? gah. not like he's gonna be much help. he didn't really care anyway did he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. jeezdance. one word of advice(two actually):&lt;br /&gt;1. check your spelling.&lt;br /&gt;2. get a life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109210094895476841?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109210094895476841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109210094895476841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109210094895476841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109210094895476841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/wheerolls-eyes.html' title='whee*rolls eyes*'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109205588705184308</id><published>2004-08-09T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T22:00:42.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ndp</title><content type='html'>wheeeeeee. ndp was so nice. hahah.. now listening to the hopeless renditions of singapore idol.. hahah.. omg so hopeless!! even my brother can sing better. -_-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out today and got meself contact lenses!!!! hahah.. yay! anyway. it's really cool. intend to wear them to cross country.. hahah.. and well i haven't told vera. give her a shock. hahah.. cos my degree's like high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my brother's imitating the guy who sang lemon tree. omg i love that song and he so totally destroyed it la.. kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fats bouncing. &gt;_&lt;; ooh now i'm gay. umm doesn't quite fit. i'm a gal. &lt;strong&gt;robert casteel's face was on tv!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; like oh god. save me. hahah.. guanz said she saw loo kit but i dunno. they always take the chinese orch side. so pian xin. hahah.. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i had someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/ducks.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. you won't be disappointed. i can promise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ducks live on the moon!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109205588705184308?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109205588705184308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109205588705184308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109205588705184308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109205588705184308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/ndp.html' title='ndp'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109195626366491429</id><published>2004-08-08T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T17:11:03.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lah.</title><content type='html'>my brother has finally overcome his difficulties with understanding the world of blogging and now has a blog. *claps* whee. now to influence my dad. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. nice blog layout. but mine's sweeter than yours. yours is so cliche. hahah.. ohwells. you're a ff freak. remember? hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.. had tuition early in the morning. well. okay. tuition's one thing. wasn't too bad. then went for lunch with ma. and then went to tinkle with the piano down at yicha. two words. it. sucks. fullstop. that piano is so horrible. it kinda squeaks. mice? who knows. it sucks like dunno what lo.. haiz. it makes even yamaha pianos look good. ugh. i express my utmost disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother has his friend over. again. what the hell.. they practically &lt;strong&gt;live&lt;/strong&gt; here now. ugh. why can't my friends come over. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. hungry. -grinz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109195626366491429?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109195626366491429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109195626366491429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109195626366491429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109195626366491429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/lah.html' title='lah.'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109186622980522044</id><published>2004-08-07T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T16:10:29.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just been looking at the syo website(which is linked from the nus web). and know what? they're only looking for instrumentalists who play either horn/double bass/bassoon/oboe. erm. does that mean they don't need any other players? darn. and i was just thinking about joining. maybe at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but noooooo. they don't need us. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why i told my mum i wanted to learn the oboe. but nevermind about that anymore. she won't let me learn. and that's that. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109186622980522044?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109186622980522044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109186622980522044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109186622980522044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109186622980522044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/just-been-looking-at-syo-websitewhich.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109184537185765179</id><published>2004-08-07T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T10:22:51.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ou de yang</title><content type='html'>god. i just typed out the entire of offspring's 'the kids aren't okay' into the javascript thingo for the group thing. on top of that the lyrics web which i obtained them from wasn't much of a help. the words were practically all over the place. disjointed. i don't know why i do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vera's over the moon tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. added my own line to the back of it. 'and this is how we deal with it'. mmhmm. rings true. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put ou de yang's song on my blog. yay. sounds nice. i like this song. they're always playing it in cd-rama. hear it whenever i step into popular. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i saw halijah yesterday!! -grinz- she hasn't changed much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people whom i want/need to talk to are all away. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109184537185765179?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109184537185765179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109184537185765179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109184537185765179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109184537185765179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/ou-de-yang.html' title='ou de yang'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109179129670986486</id><published>2004-08-06T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T19:21:36.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>us</title><content type='html'>created a group blog for my clique. yep. me mich vera and xuemin at the moment. think huifang won't have too much interest in this.. hahah.. dunno about xinxian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whoweare-.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even considering you anymore. leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109179129670986486?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109179129670986486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109179129670986486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109179129670986486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109179129670986486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/us.html' title='us'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109177635446019974</id><published>2004-08-06T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T15:12:34.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah. i'm home! whee. oookay basically changed the date with sarah. cos she has something on also la. hehee. so maybe we're heading down to the movies on tues. pizza~~! hahah. so i went to have laksa with michelle. it's been a long time. and mm it tastes great. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so super great. first i changed into this really nice baby-blue baju that aisha had brought for me *thanks darling!!* then we. went down to the assembly grounds for the usual flag raising and stuffs. wow all those colours!! this year there seemed to be a lot more jap costumes than usual.. the day hadn't even started and i already saw three..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg what the hell did vera think she was wearing?! she put on this teal dress thing that reached to her knees(or slightly higher than that). and then she wore white - yes &lt;strong&gt;white &lt;/strong&gt;- socks/stockings thing. plus black shoes. she was a sight! hahah.. yep. even huifang wore something orangy thing. michelle came in her usual outfit la. i mean. her wardrobe that limited meh? lol.. the red checkered skirt thing and white blouse. yup. xinxian was wearing a pink baju~! hehee. xuemin.. ah xuemin. she decided to stick to sch u. as qixian said: must rebel!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to class.. we dressed up mrs liew.. yep. traditional thing. wah.. eh actually she very pretty leh. yeah. then. took a lot of pictures of the fashion parade thingo. erm. mr kevin ang was like. doing the whole superman thing. tearing off the shirt and stuffs. yeah. he was like. entertaining us. hahah. so fun. watch him act like clown.. but he was good la. in the end still lost out to ang wee jin. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we all go hall. the drama thing was like. horrible. i don't know why they decided to go up there and recite poetry. ah well. the departmental singing thing was so cool. like. okay. el/lit won 3rd. humanities 2nd. and first was the math dept.. they sang 'count on me'.. so typical lo.. hahah then got all the calculators and abacus and stuffs.. hahah.. then see mr yeo in the throes of estacy. hehee.. very funny lah. then got teachers share about their costumes and blah.. the community singing.. again. our mr yeo had to be a part of it.. i swear he's so extra.. hahah.. then dunno wat he was wearing also. not sure is it japanese or korean. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee~! such a fun day. ahh later must do math. must must must. hahah.. yep. tomorrow don't need to go back to school. can stay at home and slack.. no must do math. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are some people so &lt;em&gt;insensitive&lt;/em&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109177635446019974?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109177635446019974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109177635446019974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109177635446019974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109177635446019974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109174647817336045</id><published>2004-08-06T06:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T06:54:38.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day celebrations</title><content type='html'>oooookay people. today. whee.. my whole class is dressing up for national day celebs. i think. argh where's that aisha. i had to borrow a baju from her after our dear mrs liew whined about three people not dressing up. urm. please la.. i dun want means dun want right.. anyway afterwards still going out some more.. with sarah and maybe her friend. so gah. so be it. i shall shock sarah with my baju thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. lai peng's in class already. whee. oh here's aisha. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later gonna give ms ang her present. she's so gonna have to wear it on wed. and i have a camera!! take lots of pictures yes? heheh then upload here. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school rocks. somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109174647817336045?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109174647817336045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109174647817336045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109174647817336045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109174647817336045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/national-day-celebrations.html' title='national day celebrations'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109166061067101100</id><published>2004-08-05T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T07:03:30.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bio ca</title><content type='html'>yesterday's bio mock was okay. i borrowed weel's textbook for about half an hour of revision. she was kinda suprised when i told her i was done. hehee. anyway. that half hour's worth was really put to good use ^^ questions that came out were like 'explain the liver's role in digestion'(i didn't know that one) and 'the small intestine and lungs are similar in the way they absorb nutrients and oxygen. state and explain their similarities.' or something to that extent. it was kinda okay. then there was that part about the plant curling in/out. erm. yes. i know i can score full marks for the heritage thingy. because i like the crossing stuffs and that random fertilization. so interesting right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to stay back to check history ca today. but i'm not staynig back because i didn't take the paper in the first place. hello zero. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah's got this cool method of making beer. hey i wanna try. and then i shall get vera drunk. it's not too bad you know. all you need is suger yeast ginger water blah.. hehee.. cool. yes i shall try it. if i can convince my mum to get some yeast for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today has ti be the most boring day ever. chem-emath-physics-history-geog-amath. i'm sorry. i only look forward to amath. hahah. because i have to do tuition homework today during all those super-boring periods. yep. emath homework. and i'll have to do it on saturday too. sigh. urm help? should have done homework earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's something about the way you look tonight/something bout the way that i/can't think when you're around..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109166061067101100?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109166061067101100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109166061067101100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109166061067101100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109166061067101100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/bio-ca.html' title='bio ca'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109157552171960552</id><published>2004-08-04T07:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T07:25:21.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's a bio mock later after school. naturally enough i didn't study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am prepared to die.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand why people want to hide behind some facade and insult other people. i think it makes them no better than those who insult people to their face. but then again. the latter has more courage and perhaps dignity. some people are just born suckers. and yes. i'm the kind who will be frank with you and insult you to your face. if you don't like what i write in my blog then don't read it. it's my blog for goodness sake. i write what &lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt; want in it. nothing you can say or do to change it. i mean. sheesh why subject yourself to reading my blog if you don't like it at all? i don't know who you are. but your name says it all. you're a bloody sucker. rest assured your head will part company with your shoulders if i ever find out who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a really violent person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so write on. insult on. hey. i don't really care. i'm a happy person. and that's more than i can say for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pe later- gonna have to run 2.4 again. heheh. actually i don't mind. whee. i kinda like running. but i'm not a distance runner. i'm a sprinter kind of person. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall change gracie's link. tomorrow maybe. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love the world and all the people in it. only then can you assure yourself that you will not get old quickly and have lots of white hair before your time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee. that was utter rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109157552171960552?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109157552171960552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109157552171960552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109157552171960552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109157552171960552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/theres-bio-mock-later-after-school.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109148852273493344</id><published>2004-08-03T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T07:15:22.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't ask why i'm in 4/8. lap kuan's taken the com in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i figure i have enough time to kill jiemin and figure out what's wrong with my blog layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is promising to be the most boring day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are two people so totally ignoring me now. and man they're both guys. gah. shall ignore them back..? sigh not possible. i shall not brood over it.&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/7288169-109148852273493344?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109148852273493344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109148852273493344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109148852273493344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109148852273493344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/dont-ask-why-im-in-48.html' title=''/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109143293160165587</id><published>2004-08-02T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T15:48:51.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>napfa</title><content type='html'>waiting for napfa to start. there are only five ppl in class. me. mag. weilin. raf. and lai peng aka penguin(dubbed by mr yeo. who threw in a little drawing to emphasize his point).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh who was the one who told me that there is no qn 16? *demands* because there is. ahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr yeo gave meilin a stack of homework and expected me to pass it out and tell ppl to hand in by thurs. what am i your sevant? i might as well have curtsied and said 'yes master'. bloody hell. i'm a student. you want something you tell me straight. don't get other ppl to tell me because that means that you don't treat me significantly. why don't you tell meilin to give it out to the amath people herself? why tell her to give me? i'm not your slave. not your rag doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldn't be taking my temper out on him. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vera did mention something about dressing mr yeo up in a ball gown. personally i support them. he'd win &lt;strong&gt;best dressed female&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. now i heard that mr yeo is manning the standing broad jump station. &lt;strong&gt;we will avoid him.&lt;/strong&gt; like!! he so bian tai---------------! hahah.. oh man. he will watch you...... watch your jump.. then his gaze will follow you through.. eew.. oh man.. -shudder-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vera with wings flying around with that spastic grin on her face!!&lt;/strong&gt; -grinz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napfa napfa. -dies- heheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109143293160165587?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109143293160165587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109143293160165587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109143293160165587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109143293160165587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/napfa.html' title='napfa'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109140233193920866</id><published>2004-08-02T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T07:18:51.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thingies</title><content type='html'>there is no qn 16. heheh. mr yeo made a huge mistake when he set our homework. nevermind. wait one day suan him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagboard's back up!! yay.. hahah.. anyway. got a shoutbox in case tagger decides to take a break again. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just telling my mum that there isn't gonna be any more sub-science next year. my mum was like "all pure science? good what. pure science got better future." erm &lt;strong&gt;hello?&lt;/strong&gt; what say you? say that la! say some more. who's sitting next to you? &lt;strong&gt;me.&lt;/strong&gt; what stream am i in? &lt;strong&gt;sub-science.&lt;/strong&gt; can you please watch what you're saying? so bloody insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day sons. oh just let me die. why do i have physics first period..... -moans-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109140233193920866?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109140233193920866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109140233193920866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109140233193920866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109140233193920866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/thingies.html' title='thingies'/><author><name>nat`</name><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-7288169.post-109135503442682115</id><published>2004-08-01T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T18:10:34.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>hmm. today wasn't such a bad day. i didn't complete tuition homework. but neither did my tuition teacher blow her top. maybe it's cos fang didn't complete her work either. yep. good girl. at least i'm not the only person who didn't finish work today. heh. okay. but i swear she's going too hard on her little kid. that kid is only what eight years old?! and she expects him to understand every single thing she says. oh that's not hell. it's a fate worse than hell. before he went for training with his little sis. he got a scolding fron his mum. why? because he didn't want to do something! wow. like that's the world's greatest sin. anyway. he's a kid for goodness sake. he's entitled to his tantrums and mistakes. he is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; perfect. hey. get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i'm talking to sarah on the phone. &lt;strong&gt;sarah: ha ha&lt;/strong&gt;. yay. see. even on the phone she insists on infiltrating my blog. hahahah. &lt;strong&gt;sarah: who wants to infiltrate your blog man..&lt;/strong&gt; you la. heh.. &lt;strong&gt;sarah: that was lame.....&lt;/strong&gt; i realise that sarah and i are a lot alike. yay. that makes her like. preactically like me. hah. see. she's like me. &lt;strong&gt;meeeeee! &lt;/strong&gt;hahah.. anyway. i mean. we've had like. same kind of experiences(i won't say in which field) and well. a lot of things. heh. we could practically be sisters save for the fact that she looks &lt;strong&gt;nothing &lt;/strong&gt;like me. i'm ugly. shall i put down her preference for guys here? hmm.. sarah's protesting. it's for her to know. and for me to know too. cos she's telling me. hah. mm yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. cindy-jie came and left. i realised that my phone actually has call-waiting. yep. cos my mum tried to call me when i was talking to sarah. who was just telling me a funny joke about her mum losing her inthe house. like wow. it must be a huge house. larger than my hdb flat at any rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i go poke a fork at the hamster now? i mean it's so fat. and so long. and all it does the whole day is just sleep. of course. now i know that that hamster loves to stuff food in its mouth. brcause there were close to seven sunflower seeds and a piece of some sort of treat or other out of place. i.e. not in the bowl where it belongs. and the worst part is that the hamster sleeps on the food. like. eew. a bit pokey right. i mean. &lt;strong&gt;sunflower seeds!!&lt;/strong&gt; sarah thinks my blog entries are crazy. that's only cos i'm reading them to her on the phone.. la la la. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooookay----------------! whee. tomorrow i have napfa. eew. and will you believe it. my first station is IFAP. i can't pull up for nuts. so. i'm gonna do seven and get a c. then i'll just breeze though the others. and on wednesday. oh no i have to run 2.4 again. gah. people please don't faint this time. i don't have so much time to go around saving people. which is what i have been doing recently. i saved jiemin remember? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oookay. shall go now. i bet some people are really bored. i shall play icy tower. and sarah shall hear muffled screaming over the phone when i die. eekz0rs. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288169-109135503442682115?l=eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/feeds/109135503442682115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288169&amp;postID=109135503442682115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109135503442682115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288169/posts/default/109135503442682115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglefeatherz.blogspot.com/2004/08/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>nat`</name><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>
