<?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-8118467</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:22:40.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever, whatever.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>406</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-116186362573241253</id><published>2006-10-26T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T19:53:45.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im REALLLLLLLYYYYY SORRRRRRY KAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yesterday was nothing much except tht i broke down and cry haha. nothing much alre duwanna talk about it.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, last day of school tdy. was really busy in the morning, guess i spend the day wisely tdy. i didnt go to school for one week and i feel super wierd gg tdy. yeah so morning i had to meet mr singh, mr ng and auyong haha. decided to go for singh instead cause i was joining soccer, well not really happy with the peopler joining but im gonna make sure ill do well in the team :D no more laziness samantha, start working hard or no achivements !! harhar, encouragement !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw was damn busy and irritated in the moning had to dance the hsm song for th china trip when nobody was teaching me so obviously i was pissed right. only when i show how pissed i was somebody bothered to teach me. yah know some steps only and was super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah get back results too. aww btw, i cant gt into option one so i have to take poa in option two ): blah nvm ill be in the same class as xian shujun and stacey. wont be in same class as germaine though im gonna miss her like hell. feel like crying too. awwww i miss you): no more gossipings and talking and laughing in class anymore. well at least we're in the same lit class, (: hope you do well n option one okay. im gonna do my best in opt 2 and be the top few in my band and class, i hope. gonna study very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay came to my place to take the winter jacket and watched date movie again haha. so lame. went for lunch and usual place. sorry i left while you were sleeping, seriously did not wanna wake you up im sorry. ): i wont leave again okay, ill nvr leave you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn, i have this super big cut on my lips which is super duper pain, just cause i hit my ladder on my bed and i bit myself, and i hit my elmo's eye haha. IN THE SAME NIGHT OKAY. so i have this big cut there now which looks like i have dried up chocolate on my lips haha, okay NOT FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;germaine:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey babe i gonna miss you like hell. for all the 5yrs of same class and 6 + yrs of friends. ): sigh, i hope you do well in your class okay. we have to recess tgt and still go shopping and movie and blahblah tgt okay, we'll still be bestfriends (: but no more gossiping and talks ! ): awwwwwwwwww, sigh. hope we have the time of our lives in china and we will nvr forget it okay. I LOVE YOU BABE ! and see this, its PINK ! haha, gonna miss your " oooh sexy,pretty... " and stuffs okay haha&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-116186362573241253?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/116186362573241253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=116186362573241253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116186362573241253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116186362573241253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-realllllllyyyyy-sorrrrrry-kay-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-116169698586082036</id><published>2006-10-24T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T21:36:25.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to swim but the rain spoiled it, damn ! so we cooked lunch and watched dvd and dinner and played racing on xbox. hahahah we kept banging each other like its bumper cars instead. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nothing just think that you're super handsome kay, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to go schl tmrwwww, damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-116169698586082036?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/116169698586082036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=116169698586082036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116169698586082036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116169698586082036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/hari-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-116161375871257390</id><published>2006-10-23T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:47:22.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY CANT YOU THINK OF DRUMS AS MY PASSION&amp; MUSIC AND NOT NOISE? HUH HUH HUH.&lt;br /&gt;i want a drumset and i work hard enough and my birthday is nearing. awwwwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its not the money, its the noise and space"&lt;br /&gt;YEAH RIGHT, I WISH YOU CAN UNDERSTAND ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish the dvd tdy, watched v for vendetta and its nice. chomp chomp for dinner and im not really happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha&amp;amp; wash more okay? I STILL LOVE YOU THOUGH..... hahahahahahha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, happy birthday stacey :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-116161375871257390?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/116161375871257390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=116161375871257390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116161375871257390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116161375871257390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-cant-you-think-of-drums-as-my.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-116152073234585605</id><published>2006-10-22T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:12:08.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aaaaaah fuck, still having bad headache. feel so giddy like wanna faint anytime. even when stand up feel like wanna drop dead ah. @!%#^ stupid flu jab i hope you get flu too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; do u care when im sick. huh huh huh. you just say " its all in your thinking. " YAH RIGHT, LIKE I DONT KNOW WHEN IM NT FEELING WELL. SMART AH YOU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont be gg schl till thurs. schl is b o r i n g. i rather waste my time sleeping. stacey bday tmrw, will give you present on thurs okay sry !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K BYE PRAY I GET WELL SOON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-116152073234585605?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/116152073234585605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=116152073234585605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116152073234585605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116152073234585605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/aaaaaah-fuck-still-having-bad-headache.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-116143690194884696</id><published>2006-10-21T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T21:21:41.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay hellllllo, fucking hell im having super bad headaches that could lead to vomitting. yes its that bad. sometimes i feel that im pregenent. haha just kidding. cause of the flu jab laaah, arghh. damn even when im typing this i feel giddy. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not go school yesterday but when out instead. haha. okay things were quite bad in the morning but i guess its all over :] harhar. well spend the afternoon and morning at his place and went out in the night to catch a movie. rob b hood was quite nice, haha it was his best chinese movie harhar. ok psi getting lower yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went ta shop for my china trip things. haha instead, i BOUGHT MY ROXY LIGHT BLUE JEANS ! XD and and andddd, my swatch watch. harhar. i love my mum. haha and bought the heat pack things. i have to wear gloves that will make me look like a goalkeeper. damn. i'll probably look like a goalkeeper snowman. haha ! CANT WAIT for the trip ! how many more days, ermm. ten more days. haha, china here i come XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's bday tdy so vegetarian dining that was super rip off. 138 bucks for a meal that consists mostly of flour. harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I MISS YOU (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-116143690194884696?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/116143690194884696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=116143690194884696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116143690194884696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116143690194884696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay-hellllllo-fucking-hell-im-having.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-116126629967341118</id><published>2006-10-19T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:58:20.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid school, i came to school during recess. hoho, things btw me and germaine are okay alre XD lovesssssss, harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, guess im choosing option 1. hope i can cope. must  study really hard next year ! must have faith that i will go to the class i want, with germaine (: haha&amp; gail and adeline taking the same electives as well ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thanks my lovely einstein for lunch tdy, it was really gooood (: harhar. &amp; i watched da vinci code, its okay lah but as a christian i think its bull shit haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-116126629967341118?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/116126629967341118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=116126629967341118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116126629967341118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116126629967341118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/stupid-school-i-came-to-school-during.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-116117219528045908</id><published>2006-10-18T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T19:49:55.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, monday's bbq was fun. but i doubt we will have such fun anymore. cause things are changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i wish that everyone wasn't fake, its really hurting to know that. to see someone you trust backstabbing you. you left me alone just cause like what, lame excuse lah. means we cant go tgt isit? i bet you're just scared that they dont like you. talk about promises of being best friends forever. maybe you will know who you are im just giving u a piece of my mind cause i really think you ought to know. i hope you will realise what you are doing, cause i dont think we wanna lose another friend. cause like you said too, best friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY WANT EVERYTHING WAS OKAAAAAY PLEASE. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got back all except history. i passed everything except chinese but 1.5 marks. who cares , i hate chinese.&lt;br /&gt;had briefing for the xi an trip tdy, i hope that its gonna be fun. it seems like everything is fun, except that the vp is gg and all the yucky teachers are. and we have to bring some ugly learning journey bag there, fucking lah. super uglyish. eww. and we have to wear the damn whitley anniversary shirt. comeon lah, give us something with a better design okay. i bet whitley will be known as the no fashion sense school.  blah loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my flu injection tdy, its quite pain lah. the doctor was abit gay uh. haha. kkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to me if you want to. i wanna clear this uppppppppp/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-116117219528045908?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/116117219528045908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=116117219528045908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116117219528045908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116117219528045908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-mondays-bbq-was-fun_18.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-116092190261747885</id><published>2006-10-15T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:18:22.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO I LOVE YESTERDAY, HELL LOADSA FUN. haha. so i guess ill write everything down XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAYOKAY,&lt;br /&gt;drums first. fucking hell. luck wasnt on ym side, because last week i was late for drums AGAIN, i didnt take 58 to serangoon cause i was late cause the bus came at 1240. soooo, i decided to take 105, when i went out 105 just left, fffff. thennnnnnnn, i waited for 58 or 105 for the opposte one. abt 1235, stupid 58 from the opp came, FREAK, i was late again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so met germaine&amp;jk. cause he was late. okay im sry i thre w my tandrum i was irriated kay, cause i couldnt play well in drums. yah anyw sry. ANDAND, WE WERE LIKE WITH MAKE UP, I HAD BLUE MASCARA ON AND GERMAINE HAD PINK, PRTTTYYY ! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at thaiexpress, fucking hell. just four pineapple rice&amp;two tomyam soup can cost you 55bucks. killllller ripppp offfffffff @#!$%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over to Marina square. window shopped abit. haha, went into zara mango blahblah, and germaine and i like, "OOOOOH NICEEEEEE" hahaha, and now we keep making fun of her like go, "OOOOH, sexy, prettayyyyee, niceee" hahaha. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! SECOND NC16MOVIE. haha, we dress so nice pleaseeeeeee, he was in his blazer and i was in my button mango ! germaine also (: and jk too. haha. yah anw, you me&amp;dupree was nice uh, kinda sad though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wewindow shopped more in msq &amp; decided to head over to esplanade for dinner.bought hokkien me and carrot cake at makansutra and went to our spot. haha, anw we ate finish and we started camhworing like hell. I STARTED IT. hahaha, we went to take the world and us, and i started taking jumping photos. hahaha, i swear we took like 27143472976 before and noly like maybe 15 or so is nice. hahaha, and and and, bollywood pics, and and me and him just started laughing and we took alot alot alot. ahhaha just every time i pressed i kept pressing cause battery was running outttt, hahaha super  funnnn. we keep laughing non stop, it was really really really fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after camwhoringgggggggg, we went home ): hahaah, and we went MAD , like really. they had this dance show on, AND SATURDAY WAS BOLLYWOOD. hahaha, and we stand there and dance abit and laugh like hell. ahhaha, and and and and, on the wya to the station we were dancing hahaha, and laughing and the leg thing like i was super high, if i ahd no bag i would jump till my jeans split. HAHA, K NOT FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;and we kept speaking in french accent AGAIN ! and germaine kept " ha ha ha ha ha ha " hahahahaha -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNFUNFUN. yeaaaah cant wait for tmrw, bbq ! ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went for church tdy and went out with my sis and him for awhile. cause i had to buy paint and my sis drag me along to buy her watch but didnt buy watch and i saw one damn nice swatch watch wooooo super nice hahaha i wanna buy its 89bucks. yay my longest sentence -.- hahaha, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok went to peni and we saw alot fake band shirts hahah some are nice but the guys are very irritating keep pulling you in. ok buy my paint and we saw shit people and we went tothompson plaza to buy tmrw groccery. yay yay yay cant wait !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUEEEEEEEEEE MASCARA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-116092190261747885?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/116092190261747885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=116092190261747885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116092190261747885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116092190261747885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-i-love-yesterday-hell-loadsa-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-116074278667505412</id><published>2006-10-13T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:33:06.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES, EXAMS ARE OVERRRRRRRRRR, FINALLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYY. HAHA !TAKE THAT YOU FUCKING EXAMS / LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YESYESYES, I PASSED MY MATH ! XDDDDDD well luckily. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched tallegada nights just now. (: haha, it was dumb lah, but okay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to esplanade after 23142months. hahah, and camwhoredddddddd, hehe. piggyback me please. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDANDAND, because of the movie, he kept speaking in french. ahhaha, its so irritating. i mean the accent lah haha. and i said, "iza donta thinka itsa funnyz", and he said " ohza reallyz? letsa askza someonez" hahahahaha,AND ITS SO NOT FUNNY OKAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANT WAIT FOR TMRW, gonna sneak into you me &amp; dup. haha ! yeahhh, i finally get to wear my mango XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY ONE MORE TIME, EXAMS ARE OVERRRRRRRRRRRRR. countdown to holidays . XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fake bitch, try mediacorp, might work for ya you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-116074278667505412?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/116074278667505412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=116074278667505412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116074278667505412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116074278667505412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/yes-exams-are-overrrrrrrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-116064590444416797</id><published>2006-10-12T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:38:24.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i cant stand you either. @!$E@!$!$!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6down,one to go!can't wait for holidays.i cant stand school.byeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today soccer was fun, yay. manage to make the ball flyyy highhhhhhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay bye, last paper tmrwwwwww. cant wait for sat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-116064590444416797?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/116064590444416797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=116064590444416797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116064590444416797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116064590444416797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-cant-stand-you-either.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-116014694011576218</id><published>2006-10-06T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T23:02:20.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO TODAY WAS GREATGREATGREATGREATAMAZINGFUN... yes the list goes on. haha its one of the best mooncake festival i had. haha. i havent played a lantern in years, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE LANTERNS,CANDLES,SPARKLES, AND MOST IMPTLY , YOU ! (:&lt;br /&gt;i had fun yes i did, XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE GAVE ME SALT INSTEAD OF SUGAR, DAMN. HOW SALTY IT WAS IT ALMOST KILLED ME. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched poseidon, its nice uh, but sad also. AND YES, BREEZE IS SO FINE NOW. SHE KEEPS PLAYING WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn the haze, its making everyone sick and exams are so nearrrrrrrrr, like next to me. -.- haha lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you love me? really reallyyyyyyyy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-116014694011576218?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/116014694011576218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=116014694011576218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116014694011576218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116014694011576218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-today-was-greatgreatgreatgreatam.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-116004895298209270</id><published>2006-10-05T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T19:49:16.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wish you were more sensitive , and try to understand me. it would have been much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope breeze is okay, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really used to getting disappointed, okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next paper is in like, 3days. i am starting to study hard, yay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-116004895298209270?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/116004895298209270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=116004895298209270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116004895298209270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/116004895298209270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-i-wish-you-were-more.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115996982940684177</id><published>2006-10-04T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:50:29.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi im glad things are alright alre, it made us more close. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;werented dvd and watched silent hill tgt, woahhh, kinda freaky la. lucky germaine told me the story or i wouldnt have guessed what happen. haha, watching poseidon tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;ahhah, we had fun laughing about the egg. i thrw egg into the pot, how smart. gahahah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey i love youuuuuuu. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115996982940684177?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115996982940684177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115996982940684177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115996982940684177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115996982940684177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-im-glad-things-are-alright-alre-it.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115987594876257457</id><published>2006-10-03T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T19:49:30.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i bled to show how much i loved you, but you dont know.&lt;br /&gt;i cried half my day away, but what does it shows.&lt;br /&gt;im sick now, but i wish you were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hoped that i was someone easy to please, then i wouldnt have made myself cry, bled, upset or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why i am acting this way, oblivious to my surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, maybe cause i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a look at my eyes, it probably would tell you how much tears i lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish everything is fine now, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all those that consoled me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115987594876257457?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115987594876257457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115987594876257457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115987594876257457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115987594876257457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-bled-to-show-how-much-i-loved-you.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115979138508316316</id><published>2006-10-02T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:16:25.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIGH. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wish i wasn't the problem. i wish that money wouldnt be the one that always makes us upset &amp; quarrel./ i wish everyone didnt had money problems. i wish there was no poverty. i wish there would be people that be understanding. i wish that there would be happy families around me. i wish everyone was happy. i wish that it was a special day today. i wish that i could turn back time. i wish i didnt spend so much money. i wish that i could learn to control myself and money. I WISH MONEY WONT BE THE SOURCE OF ALL PROBLEMS, CAUSE IT ALWAYS IS ): &amp;amp;most imptly, i wish that i wasn't writing this, i wish that i was happy, i wish that i am not upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought tdy would have been a special day , but it wasnt. too much problems, i guess is was a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got scolded&lt;br /&gt;i am upset&lt;br /&gt;my contact lens are contaminated again, which means harmful to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;im traumatised, i saw so much blood. i wish life was much more treasured.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt had dinner togt, it was a special day. but who cares. the day is gonna be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;fuck, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i cried&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that person that was bleeding so much, i hope he is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND. NO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115979138508316316?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115979138508316316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115979138508316316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115979138508316316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115979138508316316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115971112057019457</id><published>2006-10-01T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:58:40.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI I WISH THAT WE CAN HAVE A HAPPY FAMILY. SO SORRY THAT WE CANT. MY DAD CANT CONTROL HIS ANGER. SO CAN ANYBODY IN THE FAMILY. SO THERE GOES ALL THE CONFLICTS. CALL OURSELVES A CHRISTIAN FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHILDRENS' DAY&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE PRESENT. YES I DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few more hrs to the firsssssstttttt (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john tucker must die isnt very nice. harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115971112057019457?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115971112057019457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115971112057019457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115971112057019457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115971112057019457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-i-wish-that-we-can-have-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115962389794715426</id><published>2006-09-30T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T22:49:10.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, english paper was okay. chinese paper was a killer. fuck the setter. whoever it is. killer paper indeed. im prepared to fail my chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my mum, she just cancelled another item of my wishlist. XD THAT MANGO SHIRT IS FINALLY MINEEEE, XDDD hahah. bought a new wallet , QUIKSILVER'S HAVING SALES. GOGOGOGOGO, 50% KAAAAAAY. hahah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesterday we watched scary movie 4 tgt. hahaha bull shit show lah, so crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Ze'ev&lt;br /&gt;Date: Wednesday, 27 September, 2006 11:9 PM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: photography&lt;br /&gt;Message: u need to pursue career in photography u have good frames and and gles in ur pics&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY BABY I WANT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6inch darling. harhar XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115962389794715426?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115962389794715426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115962389794715426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115962389794715426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115962389794715426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-english-paper-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115936235260002871</id><published>2006-09-27T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T21:05:52.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HE IS PROUD FOR WHAT HE CAN DO XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello start of english paper tomorrow, lets hope i will do well. yes i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate makes us high.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i love that proud face of yours.(:&lt;br /&gt;AND " FUNNY AH "&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i trust you in whatever you do, thats what important&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115936235260002871?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115936235260002871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115936235260002871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115936235260002871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115936235260002871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/he-is-proud-for-what-he-can-do-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115918614128403175</id><published>2006-09-25T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T20:09:01.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI, I LOVE TO BE A PREFECTIONIST. I THINK THAT I MUST BE A PREFECT PERFECT PERSON. I WANNA STUDY SO HARD TO BEAT EVERYONE IN THIS WORLD. I WANNA BE THE BEST. YES I REALLY WANT. &amp; I COMMENT ABOUT EVERYTHING. I LOVE TO SAY MY OPINIONS, DIDNT MY TEACHER SAY THAT IN LIT ? OH YES, SO I THINK I SHOULD EXPRESS EVERYTHING OUT. I SHOULD REALLY COMMENT ON EVERYTHING (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS SO NOT ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i sure love chops. (: ive chop them all over my paper , shoe&amp; hand. yayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3more days to papers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115918614128403175?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115918614128403175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115918614128403175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115918614128403175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115918614128403175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-i-love-to-be-prefectionist.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115909495301960873</id><published>2006-09-24T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T18:49:13.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HATE STUDIES. I HATE MY LAGGY COMPUTERS &amp; ANYTHING THATS LAGS. IT MAKES MY BLOOD BOIL. GO AWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU SWEETHEART FOR THE PRESENT, LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;if you're looking for me i'll be at esplanade library studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;r&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/DSC00528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/DSC00528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOOK DUMB IN WHITLEY PANTS, I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIPGLOSS/MASCARA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS ISNT ME. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;THE BIG VS THE SMALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115909495301960873?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115909495301960873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115909495301960873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115909495301960873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115909495301960873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-hate-studies.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115893516690523595</id><published>2006-09-22T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T22:26:16.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello im stressed up. someone destress me XD&lt;br /&gt;this few days are about the same, study study study. chill. whaaa, so sad only one chill.&lt;br /&gt;5MORE DAYS UHHHH, like as if i need reminding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got like, 2134253 tests this week. KILLLLAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday means chilling. hell no. tmrw morning ive tuition like at 830AM man, whooo. i hate chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got sore eyes tdy. i dont know why all of a sudden. blah it hurts. and we gotta rush to the nearest pharmacy. okay, here's the summary. sore eyes hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i avent been playing basketball for 232414 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY IM IN  A BAD MOOD NW THANKS TO MY DAD&lt;br /&gt;SO GOODBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause ive been looking for someone like you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115893516690523595?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115893516690523595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115893516690523595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115893516690523595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115893516690523595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-im-stressed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115875474275963477</id><published>2006-09-20T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:19:02.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lets drink&amp; dance the night away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harhar, school was damndamndamn tired. arghh, i cant help me fall asleep. erm, &amp; w had to do so much work !!! i hate exams i hate itttttttttt, freaking stress laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back for the xi an briefing, dont really like most of the people gg :/ nvm, i'll just try to like them. blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;, thanks for dinner tdy (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history project due tmrw, still doing. germaine where the hell are you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8 MORE DAYS ): SIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115875474275963477?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115875474275963477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115875474275963477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115875474275963477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115875474275963477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/lets-drink-thanks-for-dinner-tdy-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115858455298548573</id><published>2006-09-18T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T21:02:33.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so unpredictable, its scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has start againnnnnn. super boring&amp;tiring i wanna sleeeeep. ): just TEN MORE DAYS TO EOY. ohmygod, im feeling stressed alre. i havent started studying on my other subjs except math. i shall start science tmrw. still doing history project. hopefully i can remember what i did so i wont have to study tht much for history paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOday's pe i ditched soccer &amp;amp; played badminton cause nobody wanna play with me ): hahaha, no lah &amp; i wanted to play badminton too. i havent been training my arm muscles for long now its like, pain. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw ! i stayed in class tdy for gym. &amp;amp; its like so sway, the vp came to check. freakkkk, we got caught but thank god she gave us chance uh. she just asked us to go down&amp; make sure we went. woah luckyyyyy. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have alot of math question for revision, dont know when to start, :/okay maybe ltr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After schl went to j8, he needed to get some stuff. &amp;amp; met esther&amp;stacey. left abt 330 to study&amp;amp; project. ended up sleeping instead :x hahahah. BUT WE STILL DID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERMAINE SAID IM EASILY AMAZED CAUSE I LAUGHED ALOT. ?!?!?1 HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay here are the pics on sa&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/IMG_4104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;turday's outing XD &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/IMG_4102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/IMG_4103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/IMG_4108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/IMG_4107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/IMG_4106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha got some bowling one, but i lazy tp upload. robin or germaine if want ask me kay. LOVES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115858455298548573?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115858455298548573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115858455298548573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115858455298548573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115858455298548573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-so-unpredictable-its-scary.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115842376570571461</id><published>2006-09-17T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:32:45.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CANT BELIEVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO, today was a veryveryvery fun day. in a big group! guess we got the right people (: haha. robin,clement, germaine, jk, him, me ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drums was diffcult tdy. then i got STALKED. AAAAAAH, by stupid teekuen. walaooooo. i dislike him so much now. i was at secret recipe and he was upstairs laaaaah. ohmygod. he was kinda stalking me, please call 999. aha. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then we met clement&amp;amp; robin. went to cathay to meet germaine&amp;jk. went bakc to ps cause she wanna eat. -.- haha. then tk came to find us. argh fuck, he must have smoked so much&amp;amp; then he was like super bengish. i hate it man. he was so rude to germaine. and he talk like he wanna fight. 21$@#^ arghhhhhhh. damnnnnnnn, PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so we bused to esplanade XD haha. LIBRARY. &amp;amp; we had alot fun time there. we talk, laughed. haha, STUDY ALSO. then we kept making fun of robin. ahhahaha, damn funny la. so fun also. ahha XD i love it. i want more outings like this. ahhaha STUPID ROBIN HOLLOW EHAD. his head seriously got sound. ahhahahaha, then we kept laughing at him. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; erm we studied &amp;amp; laughed&amp; stuff till like 630? decided to go to makansutra to eat. haha. so fun. lol. we kept saying tht robin must do this&amp;amp; tht cause he RUGBY PLAYER MAH. HAHAHAHAH XD so funnnnnnnny. XD lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to marina to play bowling. haha. yay we got grp photo XD haha upload tmrw. played arcade while waiting. daytona. hahah, SUPER FUN. I GOT FIRST FOR THE FIRST GAME, SEC FOR THE SEC GAME. AHHAHA XD i bang robin ! LOL. today is robin fault day. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played bowling. ahha, damn lah. he&amp; clement same score. 115 -.- hahah. i was the sec worse. germaine last. even jk better. he first time play. haha. i was like angry with robin, clement&amp;amp; him cause they damn good. ahha wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played finish abt 930&amp; headed back, haha. so funnnn XD i love it. haha. cant wait for next week. but cant go next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a funfunfun day. haha. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, i got a new laptop. it sucks man. it took me so long to sign in cause of the firewall thing. &amp;amp; when i could finally sign in, its like, MY CONTACTS ALL LOST !? argh freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i think im gonna get sick soon. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, its 12am. happy birthday gerald didi XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets waste time chasing cars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115842376570571461?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115842376570571461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115842376570571461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115842376570571461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115842376570571461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-cant-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115823220750560830</id><published>2006-09-14T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T19:10:07.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>samantha ; /I'll scream the truth right into your face if i have to says:&lt;br /&gt;IVE GROWN UP HAVENT I (:&lt;br /&gt;samantha ; /I'll scream the truth right into your face if i have to says:&lt;br /&gt;AHHA&lt;br /&gt;scuba diving at the Dead Sea says:&lt;br /&gt;haha ya grown up already&lt;br /&gt;samantha ; /I'll scream the truth right into your face if i have to says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;scuba diving at the Dead Sea says:&lt;br /&gt;BIG GIRL already&lt;br /&gt;scuba diving at the Dead Sea says:&lt;br /&gt;ahah&lt;br /&gt;samantha ; /I'll scream the truth right into your face if i have to says:&lt;br /&gt;TAHNKYOU&lt;br /&gt;samantha ; /I'll scream the truth right into your face if i have to says:&lt;br /&gt;AHAH&lt;br /&gt;scuba diving at the Dead Sea says:&lt;br /&gt;ahha im so deceiving myself right now&lt;br /&gt;scuba diving at the Dead Sea says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;samantha ; /I'll scream the truth right into your face if i have to says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah. WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID ROBIN the hollow head XDDD !! #%#@^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harhar. science was really funny. we started on SEXUAL REPRODUCTION XD. hahahahaha,amanda was like damn onnnn. hahahaha, whenmiss wong said dont know what uh, she shouted "SEXUAL INTERCOURSE". hahahaha, and everyone laughed. lol. anw we were taught on the giving birth thing, and eff man. i could actually feel how pain is it. amanda like, i dont know la. lol. anyw i dont wanna give birth next time, it hurts like hell (i know ) ahhahaha. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my math so fast. okay not really everyone finished faster.&amp; im gonna be so sure that our class guys are gonna fail badly cause all they do is to make noise when the girls were doing XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dnt after school. things happened that i dont wanna talk about it. i hope my project is successful. i was like quited pissed with mr ng againnnnnnn. @!$%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dental app &amp;ive changed my braces colour.i think the colour aint nice this time. for my bottom teeth. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;maybe for you, its okay after you said sorry. well, IT ISNT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115823220750560830?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115823220750560830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115823220750560830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115823220750560830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115823220750560830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/samantha-ill-scream-truth-right-into.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115815482056601260</id><published>2006-09-13T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T21:40:21.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK MY COMPUTER I HATE IT SO MUCH. I WANNA THROW IT DOWN 15 FLOOR &amp; I WANNA HEAR IT CRASH HARD SO I CAN SAY GOODBYE TO FUCKING LAGGY COMPUTERS. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about tht , heh. i HATE MY COMPUTER. lag like shittttttttttt. arghhhhhhhh, @!%^% efffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. today in schl was okay uh. dnt was #!@^ stupid mr ng. make me wait so damn long for him @#!%^ argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenthen, ohhhh, ato lend me the used first album alre XD haha. yeahhhhhh thanks. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh, after school went to meet ROBIN XDDD i havent seen him in 21523months. :] hahaha. then... we saw adib&amp; nicolas. haha. -.- so sway. like so sway. tdy we saw them. so its like they think we are gg out or something. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID AH HE. childish shit. handwriting so BIG. hahaha, i will upload the photo when i upload into my comp. hahaha. ohohoh, we went to esplanade library to study. like eveyrhwere near suntec is filled with police on patrol. damn the imf thang. haha. anwwwww, i did finish my math &amp; letter writing XD ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwwww, i think that adib and all are really lame. adib called me then keith called robin and then they said wow so coincidental tht they talking to us. -.- LAME RIGHT. hahahaha wth. then we catched up a bit. ahha, &amp; it was really lame we kept laughing lah. he keep disturbing me. HIS HEAD IS HOLLOW CAUSE WHEN HE HIT HIS HEAD GOT SOUND MINE DONT HAVE XDDD hahahhahahahaha. stupid robin. okay i missed all the times we hadddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home at about 7 plus. haha.w e waited for like dont know how many minsss, super longggg &amp; tiring man. #!%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dental app tmrw. yay. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUND A BOX FULL OF SHARP OBJECTS, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL THING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115815482056601260?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115815482056601260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115815482056601260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115815482056601260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115815482056601260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/fuck-my-computer-i-hate-it-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115806907447173275</id><published>2006-09-12T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T21:51:14.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>secrets dont make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, today in class was sleeeeeeeeepy. jodi shared with us some game tht involve drawing lines on our hands &amp; we ended up forming a line with so manymanymany hands. how fun :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for lunch today it was great although im kinda scared of eating fish now cause i almost got choke. but the soup, &amp; food was good. thank you very much. love it. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;it was a nice sleep, (: thankkkk youuuuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;project. have nt done finish yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp; sorrrrrrry for the chair still ))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))): sorrrrry sorrrrrrry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; dinner, we went high. harhar. but i wasnt even hungry , shouldnt have ate. haha. but we went high. so now, sparkling ribena makes us high ! haha. -.- &amp;amp; today was q&amp;a day. yaay. harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting robin tmrw (: yeahhhhhh, studying. ahrhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye i wanna sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115806907447173275?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115806907447173275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115806907447173275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115806907447173275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115806907447173275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/secrets-dont-make-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115797706537760887</id><published>2006-09-11T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T20:17:46.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a beautiful smile. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello first day of school today was boring, it was sleepy. but we had soccer XD haha, i meant during pe. harhar, xian didnt come so i had to play with germaine. i hope she comes tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we talked&amp;amp; talked&amp; talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did project at his place. superrrrrrrr tired. i wanna sleeeeeep. but i have homeworrrrrrk, which was from the holidaaaaaays. okay whats with the typingggggggg. harhar. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like blogging anymore, but someone wants to see what i blog everyday. its getting boring i have nothing much to say unless its really memorable or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NoTE TO SELF : I MISS YOU TERRIBLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115797706537760887?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115797706537760887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115797706537760887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115797706537760887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115797706537760887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-beautiful-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115789926572629607</id><published>2006-09-10T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T22:41:05.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO, i only got abt 5 mins to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting tmrw oh mygod, so fast. but cant wait to see everyone again. haha althought that means wont be bumping around in town anymore . har har. but im still not getting ready for schl. haha. this week is so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church and then met germaine&amp; him to do project. went to his polace made fondue again but with the meltable chocolate. ahha. baking chocolate. did a bit project when we did not even know wht is the question. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to wisma to have dinner at food republic with him jk germaine. eat till like full when i only ate half. ahhh. yeah, got my volcom wallet by someone XD hahaha. YEAAAAAAAH !!!! but i feel bad. :/ but never mind i LOVE IT. XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU,i feel bad, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay robin is back. talk to you soon okay? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left my phone at home tdy and only was home at 9. 1 miss call 13 msgs. this shows i cant leave my handphone. haha ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i blogged in 4mins. XD haha. bye gotta go schooooooooooooool here i come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115789926572629607?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115789926572629607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115789926572629607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115789926572629607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115789926572629607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-i-only-got-abt-5-mins-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115781796083586476</id><published>2006-09-09T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T00:06:02.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you looked so gooooooooood (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY !&lt;br /&gt;well i thought it was gonna be a fun shopping day. but no. everyone moods were in the wrong direction. blah. but i bought 5 shirts, 2 shorts&amp; some accesories in total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY !&lt;br /&gt;haha, drums. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MADE IT INTO LITTLE MAN ! hahah nc 16. he went to buy the ticks&amp; they didnt even ask for ic. haha ! tht means i can watch you , me&amp;amp; dupree. hahaha. we dressed like mature lah ! hahaha. XDDD wooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;okay the movie was good. haha. it was funny i think, the googoogaga thing. ahah. lame lah, but its kinda racist too. haha my first nc 16movie XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to town. went to see my levi's watch. i think i should get nike instead. haha. window shopped a bit&amp; decied to go his place. haha for dinner XD we wanted to cook. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to thompson plaza ntuc haha. shopped a bit. ahhaha, find all the fruits &amp; stuff. went to his place. haha, his mum was telling me all the stuff to do what 7 what. i was like okay. okay okay. ahhahaha. yeah but it was really nice (: haha. we cooked spag. i think it was very cheezy but it was nice XD haha. so ful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought breeze for a walk. haha. went bakc up &amp; FONDUE ! hahah. we cut the fruits&amp;amp; melted the chocolate. everyone ate. haha i felt quite extra cause the whole family was there. hmm.. ahha. but it was good XD but i dont know what to say when his mum talked to me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His sister's ex drived us back. i mean me to my place, &amp; they went to eat. yeah tdy was fun XD haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye for now. haha, robin is back tmrw (: hope he doesnt have broken bones XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running away you cant pretend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115781796083586476?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115781796083586476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115781796083586476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115781796083586476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115781796083586476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-looked-so-gooooooooood-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115768698756108141</id><published>2006-09-08T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T11:43:07.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so tell me, wht does it feel like being a ghost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, my dad doesnt allow me to use the comp at night anymore. okay for yesterday. but my attitude has been in really bad shit these days. yesterday was supposed to be a family thing with my mum&amp;sis. &amp;amp; i kinda threw my temper. well, i cant help it okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tuition&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;out with mum&amp;sis&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shopped awhile&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;mum goes to work.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;his place&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;breeze&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;playdough&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;icekimo fondue.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;maxicab when there was only two of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;tickles.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;met mum&amp;sis again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;movie- devil wears prada&lt;/span&gt;. home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was what pretty much happened. i dont like long posts now. so i shall just simplify everything (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today will be shopping only. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i painted a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; for you. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115768698756108141?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115768698756108141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115768698756108141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115768698756108141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115768698756108141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-tell-me-wht-does-it-feel-like-being.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115752684270109295</id><published>2006-09-06T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T15:14:02.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i caught you watching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a gooooood day (: haha. except maybe till the night. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition, made breakfirst :DD winks* jhahah. i screw the whole thing up lah. i didnt wash the pan after that and i got scolding from my maid. like fuck man, so what if she cooks most of the time. she told me not to cook anymore ill only make the place messy. f lah. i can cook when i like. dont throw your weight around me @!~$^$@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay off to schl for dnt at about 12. met germaine in schl. hah, i've cut everything up alre. then i think i did some stupid thing lah. lol. i dont know how to explain. we left at about two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see breeeeeeeeeezeeee :DD hahah, yay she listens to me now XDD yeaaaaaah. ahah. and i dare to feed her , i let her lick peanut better of my finger. its feels ticklish but it was a really good feeling. haha. &amp;&amp;amp; we played the dough XDD haha. germaine was like so fascinated by it. i was at first&amp; it died off. hahah, and she and him was the only one that made it. i couldnt stand it. hahah, i had no patience. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home to bathe&amp;amp; stuff&amp; went out again. met at plaza. and we walked to suntec haha. we ate at soup restaurant !? like, 2 person only. the bill was 60plus. haha, &amp;amp; we had quite alot of leftovers. the soup was gooood right XDD haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head on down to esplanade to chill. i swear i had like about 5 over mosquito bites. at we left about 10. had no cab till about 1020 plus. fuck man i was so pissed. we had to call for a cab, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im at home now, trying hard to study but im actually blogging, ha ha. ill be a good girl tdy. ill go out for dinner only. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROBIN: illll missssss you kaaaaaaaaaay, take care there. i know i have said many times but, DO TAKE CARE ! i dont want you to come back with broken bones. ha ha XD have fun&amp; think of me too OKAY. hahaha. all the best XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see im sucha nice friend ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont lie to me alright (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115752684270109295?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115752684270109295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115752684270109295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115752684270109295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115752684270109295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-caught-you-watching-me.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115737800189333751</id><published>2006-09-04T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:53:21.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I feel worn out, lethargic, dead beat. = &lt;strong&gt;tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is reallllly tiring. my eye hurts. ive been so clumsy this few days lah damn. i hit my head&amp;eye yesterday while bending down. its swollen. it hurts. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met him at my place at 11. went for breakfast.&amp; waited for est till like 1230 -.- hahaha. then we were damn bored lah, went to kiddy XD hahaha, we wanna buy the playdough set. it seems like we are deprived of childhood. ahhahaha. we wanna buy the sushi, grill, hairdressing thang. ahhahaha, end up we didnt. tmrw then buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to clark quay to play pool. he didnt know tht it was closed alre, end up looking for the shop. instead, went to one of the restuarants to play, brewerks. yeah. played a few games. guessed all of us were really tired cause we didnt talk much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh, we wentto liang court's kinokoniya. haha, WE BOUGHT THE DOUGH PLAYSET THERE. XDDD hahahaha, super cute !!!! hahah. some sundae set too. ahhaha. super nicela. then bought stickers. we spend like 45 mins inside lking at all the stuffs and go, "oooooh, so cute! , nice !!" hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to town. i had nth much to say though. cause really tired. walked to centrepoint, damn tireddddd. went to this cd shop, its like sell cheap cds there. i wanna find some. haha. hmv is super rippppp offfffff. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some stuff, went to meet my mum at somerset to buy some stuff . the lingerie is damn CUTE. aha i bought younghearts one lah XD so cute. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home, my taxi fare was 15.30. super rip off. had 5cars crashed into each other on the expressway. damn la, why cant they bang in some wulu places. #!%@#^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for tmrw, XDDD ahhaha, its my secret. its gonna be special daaaaaaaaay :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hope you dont regret. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115737800189333751?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115737800189333751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115737800189333751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115737800189333751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115737800189333751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-feel-worn-out-lethargic-dead-beat.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115728796264588166</id><published>2006-09-03T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T21:18:14.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All i want is you lovely. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a new love ! hahahah, socccccerrrrrrrr laaaaaaaaah. (: lol. okay ive veen playing quite alot that my leg has reallllllly big blisters &amp; bruises. hahah. but its so funnnn please. he said that i have strength to play&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; im very much better then maybe girls. haha&amp;amp; maybe some guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTTTTT, SOME people just wont give me the support ): for example, shawn laughed at me. &amp;, gerald, hes the worst. he said that he lend me video tape to watch&amp;amp; learn. efff him lah. why is he just so mean. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent played basketball in weeks. ohmygod. i lost interest. kinda, but im more into soccer now :DDD hahahhaha. it just keep making me run ! hahahah, whatever.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church tdy, found my off shoulders at mango :DDD ahahah, yesyesyes. &amp; when my mum was paying for it.. i saw something nicer. DAMN LA. hahahah. never mindddddd. soccer after that :D &amp;amp; swim awhile. was so tired. yeah im dead beat nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther birthday tdy, supposed to go sentosa tmrw. but its cancel. damn its always like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fnqvIgkeogLOVEcjeYOUwgehth (: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/DSC00433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/DSC00433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the pics from the zoo day. tweety,germaine,bobby&amp;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/DSC00435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bobby has eyes, hes watching my back :D hahah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/DSC00417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/DSC00417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/IMG_4377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the crocodile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115728796264588166?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115728796264588166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115728796264588166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115728796264588166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115728796264588166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/all-i-want-is-you-lovely_03.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115720881760489692</id><published>2006-09-02T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T22:53:38.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It will be all recorded in my mind &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhaha ! the zoo outing was reallllllllly goooood. ahha i love ytd &lt;3 like hell lots. hahah. gonna blog everything dwn. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met richkid at my place, gg to serangoon garden for breakfast. so met germaine &amp; jk at amk inter to take the bus there. the bus ride was abt 30mins. haha. we were all so excited ! it was so gg to be a good day. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought the ticks, &amp; buy some stuff. then went to lk at the all animals. haha. we were there abt 1230 i think. we left about 5. hhaha. the animals lk poor thing being locked up. aww. haha. i like pigs, their tails are damn cute, keep wagging non stop. hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i like the white tigers. hahah. we all liked it. tigers are so poor thing ): okay all animals are. maybe i shd turn vegetarian. hahaha. hmm, on sec thought maybe not. hahaha. maybe some only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE BOUGHT BALLOOONSSSS. HAHAHA, i bought spongebob, its called bobby. germaine bought tweety ! hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to newton circus to eat dinner. damn, we spend like 80plus i think. ahha, ate so much ! but it was good. the crab was good also. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to esplanade to chill ltr, haha it was a really good day. atlhough it was just to the zoo, it really drained my energy man. i was damn tired. haha. 010906 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaaaaaay, today.&lt;br /&gt;No drums, so went to town to buy esther present. &amp; he needed to buy his dad's rpesent. bought quite fast&amp;amp;we had alot time so decided to catch a movie again. hahaha. this time, barnyard. i think it was quite funny. it was good too. its kinda sad. the animals lks so cute. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina square. then to espalande makan sutra to eat, we tookaway &amp; went to the riverside to eat. it was really nice (: its a very romantic place. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home at abt 845. short post i got nothing much to say. haha. but i love it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im giving u chance (:&lt;br /&gt;911, &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its good to be a kid sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115720881760489692?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115720881760489692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115720881760489692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115720881760489692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115720881760489692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/09/it-will-be-all-recorded-in-my-mind-3.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115703855787605445</id><published>2006-08-31T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T23:35:59.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todayyyyyyy, hm. it was great i supposed. i had tuition early in the morning. rushed out ltr, to meet the rest at j8. met germaine first &amp; then we saw kelly so we went to meet carolene &amp;amp; buy laoshi 's present. harhar. bought my bigbig lolipop. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwwwwwww, we saw alot of people at j8 &amp; we went "ohmygosh ohmygosh heyyyyyyy !" hahaha,  stacey came aft awhile. and yeap, bused there. haha, ran in, it was raining. &amp; i receieved manymany hugs, and hellos. hahah. yesyes. i miss them sooooo much. canteen and looked around. saw many people again and hugs and hellos. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanged around, and mr chong was scolding everyone. he was really fucked up man. shit him okay. damnit, he spoilt our mood. saw laoshi ! hahahah, i rushed to talk to her. haha. &amp;&amp;amp;&amp;, the guards actually didnt let some people come in. damn la. then i went there and like stand awhile &amp;amp; then she dont know talk alot crap &amp; she let them in. i was like laughing the whole time cause i kept pushing. ahhahaha. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who came, carol,kelly,germaine,maria,beatrice,stella,shue,cora. cherie,jia,oreal didnt come. ): aww. yes i miss all of themmmmmmm. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate, take pictures, hugs&amp; hello. haha thts wht we did most of the time. &amp;amp; on the wya back we caught up on some stuff abt our schl and stuff. haha yeah it was a really good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to play pool. maria, me,esther&amp;germaine. so met richkid at the stairs. hahahah, rachel, jt&amp;amp; err,dont know her name was playing with the star thang. damn lame laah. i kept laughing. ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw we forgot to press the stop button. hahah, and we had to cross over. lol. had no pool tables. which was like, damn boring. &amp; so we went over to tp and went to eat&amp;amp;stuff. sherlynn came after that. left abt 6. haha we talked so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for tmrw though.zooooo time.lets hope it wont rain. yes it wont rain (: must have faith. haha. we are gonna have funfunfun. :D lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never knew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115703855787605445?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115703855787605445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115703855787605445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115703855787605445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115703855787605445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-miss-those-times.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115694934469277259</id><published>2006-08-30T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T22:49:05.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tickles, &amp;laughters. (: i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i went to schl tdy. damn, heard tht getting back report book. actually i heard tht we werent getting it back cause havent signed finish&amp; i was like pissed lah, cause didt wanna cme to schl. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained so badly man. anw, my dnt project. i drew everything out alre, most of them said that its really creative. the light thing :D haha. nothing much lah. it rained so the weather was really gooood for sleeping. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played in the rain awhile after schl. went for dnt with stacey. then felicia came. ahha, and we did tgt too. yeap. boring blahbla. went hme. and PLAYED SOCCER WITH RICHKID :DDD hahha. damn funnnnnnn. my soccer is good for a beginner. haha. :DDD rightrightright? ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playedtill it was gg to rain again, went to the gym to some workout. haha , saw shawn&amp;eric. stupid shawn. haha. hes dumbbbbb. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to serangoon garden to eat dinner. haha. ehhhhh, i made richkid CRY! by tickling him. hahahahahaha. :DDDDDDD hahah, so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nt gg schl tmrw. got back report bk alre. haha cant wait to see the rest. bring camera ! (: i have tuition in the morning. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you to be the reason i smile (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115694934469277259?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115694934469277259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115694934469277259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115694934469277259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115694934469277259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/tickles-laughters.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115685543311288988</id><published>2006-08-29T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T20:58:29.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it a crime to feign ignorance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning had SOCCCCCERRRRR :DD harhar, i played so wildly. like i perspired like i just had my bath. hahahaha, okay its gross. hahaha. but i perspired the most. lol. i ran so much just to get the ball. hahah. gonna practice the knee thang, and richkid gonna etach me how to ram, and stuff. hahah. oh and dribble too. (: i got A THANG FOR SOCCER, :D hahah. anw putri asked me to join soccer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erm, what else happened.. i hate art now. i seriously do. miss chin just simply tears my motivation&amp; passion for it okay. i can love art, is whether i want to. she gave me so low marks depsite hw much effort i put in. its like a mere 58. fuck her man, and the rest are like wierd shoes&amp;amp; yet she gives them so high. 5words. she's simply plain biase okay. like what the hell lah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, enough. haha. had science. blahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LEG HURTS SO MUCH during sci. the effect of xian kicking the ball so hard at my shin hurt. but ltr richkid told me that it was my muscle that overtstrained. so had problems walking ab aft schl. ahha. he wanted to help me stretch it and i was like freaking out cause it really hurt ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to pizza hut with germaine&amp;him. haha. went to see breeze ltr ! (: gave her the bone alre. haha, shes so cute. she doesnt mind staying with me whole richkid went away. :D haha but she scratched me with her teeth ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home, tired. i saw stella in the bus ! fated eh. ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gg school till term 4. (: hahah. staying home, nt gg schl tmrw. im gonna exercise though. gonna get myself a nice tan (: harhar. and thurs im nt gg either. im tireddddd ! haha. ill just go straight to mcs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samantha ; /maybe i should just shut my mind &amp; not know anything says:&lt;br /&gt;haha im proud to know that u throw ure comp down : D&lt;br /&gt;come what may says:&lt;br /&gt;haha im proud to know that u are proud to know that i threw my com down&lt;br /&gt;come what may says:&lt;br /&gt;haha beat that!&lt;br /&gt;samantha ; /maybe i should just shut my mind &amp; not know anything says:&lt;br /&gt;im proud to know that u are proud to know that im proud to know that u threw ure comp down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- hahahah, nicenice robin&amp;amp; me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANW, ANY GIRLS INTERESTED TO JOIN WHITLEY SOCCER? drop me a tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i took the first step, and i hope i dont fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115685543311288988?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115685543311288988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115685543311288988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115685543311288988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115685543311288988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/is-it-crime-to-feign-ignorance-today.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115677246816345732</id><published>2006-08-28T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:41:08.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont feel good, got a bigbigbig headache and my mind is gg wild. its running like mad. argh, sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schl was an absolute bore, except during pe. haha. anw before tht had the class com meeting stuff. leaders&amp;blah. ahhah, IM SECRATARY. nobody believes me, they just give me that blank stare &amp;amp; opened mouth. whats so surprising? :/ hahahha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer ! awhile only. cause of the video thing. blah, nvm tmrw got soccer too ! :DDD hahah. stayed in class during boring gym. harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWANYWWWWWWWWW, after recess. HAD GIRLS FIGHT :DDD hahhaha, guess who isit?! JOLYN WANG AND PEARLINE. YESYESYES, better thank pearline tmrw for beating her. she shd have whacked harder and more. yes she shd. ahahah. i was like there&amp; it was so close to me. jodi knew wht happened. ahhaha, i know im kpo, but ITS JOLYN WANG THT GOT INTO THE FIGHT YOU KNOWWWWWWW. :DDDD hahhaha. so mean, WHO CARES. SHES MEANER. bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, okay i shd relax. (: okay nothing much. bitch about people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch lovewrecked with richkid. haha i know we go out everyday. dont ask. hahah. the show was okay la. i think i am watching too much movies alre, this movies are kinda boring., i think i watched 6 movies in this whole month. hahahah. cant wait for new movies though. next mnth :D hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play with breeze ! hehehe, tdy breeze IS VERy NAUGHTY ! hahahahha, but instead of gg to richkid she ran to ME !! MEMEMEMEMEMEMEMMEME. AHHAHA. :DDDD was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to wheelock with sis&amp;mum to get sis new crumpler.&amp;amp; what do i get? nothing. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he replied ... isit a good sign? or what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115677246816345732?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115677246816345732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115677246816345732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115677246816345732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115677246816345732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-dont-feel-good-got-bigbigbig.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115665548125709668</id><published>2006-08-27T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T13:11:21.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I didnt mean to love you, but i know i did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, didnt blog for two days. i have so much to say. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY-&lt;br /&gt;Erm, what happened. schl was boring. didnt have my phone&amp; mp3 with me. i put it in the locker. haha. well it hink i could concentrate better. i think they are gonna have spot check again next week. damnit, so i must put everyday maybe. nvm, it helps to save my phone bill. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant rmbbbbbbbb, ummm. ohhh i went to see breeze :D harhar. shes so cute. she sort of well, listen to me ? hahah. i told ehr to sit&amp; she sit ! hahahaha yayyyyyy. and i dare to give her food alre. hahah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home to change &amp; stuff, &amp;amp; went to chompchomp to eat with richkid again -.- hahahah but we ate diff things lah. lol. went to my place to drink aft tht. i went drunk again. hahah, i mean like nt drunk. just that my face damn red. haha but we drank, vodka peach, vodka vanilla&amp; baileys. i didnt drink as much as richkid, AND MY FACE WENT DAMN RED, his didnt @!@$^ argh. haha. at least im better then germaine, i drank thousand times more then her then my face went red. hers like damn damn damn little and she got drunk, hahahaha. i hope you see this :p lol ! just kidding (: harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this day has its special meaning, *winks, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAT !&lt;br /&gt;Drums, saw nicolas (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then met amanda, andrea, richkid at starbucks first. &amp;amp; waited for clement&amp; justin, riwei &amp;amp; his friends. wahlaooo, we waited for riwei for like 45 mins you know ##&amp;^&amp;amp;@ aaah, nvm. haha. went to new cathay to buy the ticks. the salesgirl quarreled with one of the customer and she started crying . hmm, she must had a really bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched monster hse, haha. the plot was good but it was okay okay lah. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went our seperate ways aft we went to dhoby. andrea clement&amp; justin&amp;amp; me &amp; richkid went to town for dinner. riwei&amp;amp; amanda left. but the three went themselves. we were at the same place! ahha but we didnt see each other till we went to the mrt. got my FCUK SHIRTTTTT !!!! hahahahahha thank youuuuuuuuu. ((((: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHO, i saw robin. ahhah, i guess WE CANT DONT MEET EACH OTHER RIGHTTTT. hahah, we still saw each other in the end. stop avoiding me, YOU CANT. :P hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to grand's place. boring though. nothing muchhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going church at 5 later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTW, ME AND EVAN ARE NOT TGT OKAYYYYYYYY. thank you very much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;till the day i die, i'll spill my heart for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hugs&amp;kisses.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why did you have to appear again.i wanna forget you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115665548125709668?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115665548125709668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115665548125709668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115665548125709668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115665548125709668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-didnt-mean-to-love-you-but-i-know-i.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115642947699943122</id><published>2006-08-24T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T22:48:06.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Pictures in black&amp;white.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to say yesterday. so its abt tdy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harhar, heard tht lower sec had spot chekced just after recess. many classes had. we heard&amp;amp; everyone started tkaing out mp3&amp; handphone. was so funny. hahaha, germaine pocket was so full, she ran to her locker while i just sat down shake leg. ahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;, errr. hahaha, after schl the WHOLE LOCKER PLACE WAS FILLED WITH PEOPLE. like firsttttt timeeeeeeeeee man ! everyone was opening their lockers&amp; handphones&amp;amp;mp3 out. ahhahah. guess my class gonna have spot check tmrw, or maybe next week, :/ gonna put phone in locker again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home straight, had tuition. abt 645 i went down to meet shawn, eric, ena. and another girl. argh, i thought they were studying, we ended up playing. playing what? dares. first dare, ME AND SHAWN!? LIKE OUT OF EVERYONE!? SHAWN LIUUUUUU. omg guess what i had to do. argh ! had to put a pen through his one side of his pants&amp; out the other one, EWWWWWWWWWW PLEASE !!! hahahahha. its damn grosssssssssssssssssssss. Y U C K S. hahahah, sec dare, eric&amp;amp; shawn. hahah . gay stuff. hahah, they cheated. NEXT DARE, ME AND ERICCC! !#^#$@ why am i so sway. ahha. okay so ena think&amp; think. &amp;amp; i had to go cause i was gg to have dinner with richkid (: harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh, so the dare was he had to drop the food into my mouth, one inch. they caught a photo. ahhah. i was like, laughinggggg. hahah, then i just said okay bye ! hahaha. eric ltr told me that they did worse things. harharhar, i was the youngest there. !!~&amp;#%&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to chompchomp to eat. i am SO GROWING FATTER ! ): haha. tdy was great (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYAAAAAA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHERYL SWEETHEART &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you were the one that took the fall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115642947699943122?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115642947699943122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115642947699943122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115642947699943122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115642947699943122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/pictures-in-black-went-to-chompchomp.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115633544459244106</id><published>2006-08-23T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T20:17:24.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate your attitude,lets just not talk anymore. for now-&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115633544459244106?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115633544459244106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115633544459244106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115633544459244106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115633544459244106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hate-your-attitudelets-just-not-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115625018013809556</id><published>2006-08-22T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T20:36:20.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>XOXOXOXOXOXO ! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCCCCCCCCCEERRRRRRRRR, during pe. haha, i think i pulled my muscle badly. it hurted like hell but i carry on playing. played with putri&amp; another girl. then she asked me to join soccer. haha, i will prob go when my leg recovers. it took me like half the day till i couldnt feel the pain.&amp;amp; i forgot tht it hurt&amp; i ran. hahah,stupiddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate schooooool. i slept during math. argh. i notice tht like everytime, after art i will become emo. hahah, like serious la. i wont talk at all. &amp; just head back to class. infact, i didnt tlak much to anyone tdy. i guess i was too tired or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAH, science lab. sosososoososos scary. damnit. we had to do experiment ! then its like, wahlao. errrr. hydrochloric acid &amp; what, complex sugar. fuck man, this experiment is NOT for the weakhearted. hahaha. its like, i was heating. it was my first time heating for tht thang, hahah. &amp;amp; i8t just shooted out.wahlao, damn scaryyyyy lahhhhhhh. @$@^&amp;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch&amp; back to schl for dnt. harhar, i BURNED MY PLASTIC IN THE STRIP HEATER?!!?!? in droped in7 i started freaking out&amp;amp; wanted to be hero. when i was tring to take it out it DROPPED RIGHT IN&amp; it started to pop. and and and thennn, i was freaking laaaah. ahhahaha, and then it started burning, as IN REAL FIRE. hahahhaha lucky evan was there. then he helped me blow it. i ran over to tell mr ng. ahhaha&amp;amp; he ran over with some clippers. lol, i told him we put out the fire cause if we waited for him the whole dnt block would have been on fire. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhhhh, then i had to gt a new piece of plastic. thennnnnnnnn, when i was drilling it broke. ARGH, shittttt. i am so nt made out for dnt :/ sigh. i think i will bring my other plastic instead. its like so diffiult. actually it was nice alre lah wahlao. @~$%^#&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see breezeeeeee (: shes naughty tdy. pee so much. hahah. but i still love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this rate, i think im gonna love you soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;trust? hmm. :/ doubt i still have it. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115625018013809556?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115625018013809556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115625018013809556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115625018013809556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115625018013809556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/xoxoxoxoxoxo-hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115616686398714530</id><published>2006-08-21T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:27:45.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If we had another chance, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighttttttt, sry about yesterday. :/ some stuff again. guess everything is okay alre. anywanyw, thanks for all those that helped me to cheer up.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schl started at 9 tdy. dmanit, i thought i was late&amp; me&amp;amp; my sis ran for the bus @!$&amp; damnit lah. reached schl and sitll had like 10mins to chat&amp;amp; play. hahah wtf lah. sat in the scorching sun. argh. made me perspire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym was damn funny, had to stand on the stage cause i didnt bring pe attire. well look at me, do i look like i give a damn? harhar, sadly. no. (: but we laughed like hell at the guys doing the jumping thang. like the macho&amp;... the gays. so sad, there were only two machos. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was an absolute bore. ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the break up with richkid tdy at the new cathay. ahhah, seems like tdy was a good luck day. we got the grand cathay theater,it was like soooo cooooool. hahah, it seems like a real theater, not a movie one. like those plays. yeah. haha. i think the show was quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to esplanade. on the way there bought starbucks. it was the WORST DRINK EVER. aaaaaaah, ice cafe latte. AAAAAAH, never buy that please. hahah. it taste EWWWWWWWW. we forced ourselves to drink. we shd have just got our normals. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rooftop was close 2#!%&amp; so we went down, wanted to go merlion but we forgot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home abt 7 plus. played basketball with gerald in like WEEEEEEKS, I SERIOUSLY S U C K. aaaaaaaaaaaaaah. i dont wanna go out anymore on fridays. ahhah, just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shooting S U C K S, im serious. tmrw have pe. i wonder if i shd play basketball. on sec thought, no. ahha SOCCCERRRRRRRRR ! lol(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im half way there-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115616686398714530?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115616686398714530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115616686398714530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115616686398714530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115616686398714530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-we-had-another-chance-what-would.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115607604302971125</id><published>2006-08-20T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T20:14:03.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel lost , upset. and confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i seriously wish that we didnt even started out and i surely wished the most you guys would have been tgt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; then i will be a nobody in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; you will be a nobody in mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then i wouldnt get hurt again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its so fucking hard trying to find that trust again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its like finding something tht you know tht is never gonna be found again ever since you lost it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; how painful it is to act happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause i wasnt happy at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well i guess you dont even understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; there i laid on my bed thinking&amp;amp; crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; telling myself, stupid bitch stop crying. hes not worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; the more i said that to myself the more i cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;go away&amp; leave me alone. i hate promises, its always broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just wanna give up.&amp;amp; never get involve in this everrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;once again, its broken. ha ha, its expected, wasnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115607604302971125?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115607604302971125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115607604302971125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115607604302971125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115607604302971125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-feel-lost-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115600110867538683</id><published>2006-08-19T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T23:37:33.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im wanting too much from you,&amp; i know that i wont ever get it, and it only makes me disappointed and upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;hhohoho, i love it so much. guess it had been donkey years that i had so much fun in a group. haha, well all of us co operated and we had fun !! hahahah. i wanna write every detail so i wont forget this day ! (: so its gonna be a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After schl went to buy my DOUBLE TONGUE CHUCKKKKKKKKKKKS! hahahahah. okay it wasnt me but it was richkid, BUTBUTBUT. hahaha i BOUGHT MINE BROWN ONE TOOOOOO. yaynesssss ! it so made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARHAR, ate FRIED MARS BALLS (: its so nice please. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see breeze ! ahhah. she is having pms i think, thurs she was so fierce. and ytd she was so nice. hahaha, she kept jumping on me. hahaha. and i left round3+ and reached hme abt 330.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germaine came over around 515. i think. yeap, waaaaaaaah, we took like 1hour to get ready. ahhaha. i kept complaining that i look funny&amp;amp; weird. and i was like damn scared. had no confidence ! ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhored abit, &amp; then make up. hahaha. &amp;amp; down we went. richkid was waiting.(: went to tp to meet jodi&amp; stacey. amanda was late. then rw&amp;amp;ry came. harhar, we kept pushing ry and jodi tgt. so fun. ahha i hope they become tgt. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to victoria concert hall. just reached in tme, harhar. it was fun. we look so classy, lol. &amp; we laughed&amp;amp; talk. haha. okay it was quite nice la actually. they played some songs which was boring, but overall it was okay. hahah, but i was like tkaing pictures. lol. of OURSELVES. hahah. saw some bitches, (: i think walter looks like a clown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished arnd 9plus. walked to raffles place. IT WAS SO FUN. hahaha, i love thise time the most. we laughed&amp; talk so much ! it was so funny&amp;amp; then like, COOL LA. hahaha, its like. hmm, get to know each other, or SOMEHTING. hahah. and then we kept telling each other to mantain&amp; ITS CIVILISED DAY, PLEASE STAY CIVILISED AND MANTAIN. harharhar, so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cafe cartel, bill was $130 ! haha. i liked the drink the most. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we had "dinner" over, it was eleven plus. hahah. trained with richkid, ry&amp;amp; amanda. germaine went with ry cause he stayed at eunos. and jodi&amp; stacey was waite for jermaine. I FORGOT TO TAKE A GROUP PHOTO!!!! HOW FORGETFUL. AAAH. WE ALL LOOKED SO GOOOOD PLEASE. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 12.i had so much fun. time passed so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY !&lt;br /&gt;Drums, triplets&amp;amp; sexlets. ahaha dont ask me why they name it them, my teacher doesnt know either. harharhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met richkid&amp; watched my super ex gf. harhar, i think it was okay only. alot of sex jokes. hahaha. this guy beside richkid was a loner. he came himself&amp;amp; he kept laughing. ahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to town aft tht, hleped him choose shirts. haha, VOLCOM!!! i so love the one tht richkid bought. hahaha, its like so nice, DUH I CHOSE IT. hahaha. and i saw 1 volcom &amp; paulfrank shirt i like. any kind souls around ? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to this stupid fucking shop. LIKE SERVICE DAMN BAD. we didnt buy anything and he shooed us out, WAHLAO !?!! $$%%&amp;amp;!)#@ FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, went to where, ah. topshop. then he bought another one. I WENT TO FCUK, I LIKE ONE SHIRT !!!!!!!! IM LIKE HOOKED ON IT. I KEPT SAYING&amp; SAYING I WANT THAT SHIRT. its like 50bucks. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, ANY KIND SOULS? not you richkid(: hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IWANTIWANTIWANT THAT SHIRT. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to far east. i saw adib and all. haha. they look shocked. heh, okay ate the siumai that looks so tempting. it taste not as tempting. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained to tiong bahru. we had to go our grand's. lol. damnit, i got touched by so many people in the bus. i dont know whether its accidentaly or what la. ~$%@#^ bastard.we took the wrong train and like only till lavender i realised we were on the wrong one. hahaha. trained back, reached abt 745. harhar i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTTTTT, my leg hurts like hell. chucks giving me big and painful blisters. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOSH. my bill is 174 bucks. 3600 sms. aaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveiloveiloveilove, 180806&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel i feel i feel i feel i feel like giving up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but also liking you more. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you for making me feel so contradicting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115600110867538683?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115600110867538683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115600110867538683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115600110867538683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115600110867538683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-wanting-too-much-from-you-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115582294246473590</id><published>2006-08-17T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T22:03:33.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Promise me you will be happpppppy. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokay ! tdy is funfufnfun. haha, okay towards the end of the day. hmmm. dnt common today, i didnt rmb hw to draw sliding bevel. i think i spelt protactor wrongly. hahah, i aint sure i cant rmb. harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back math alre, 25/40. thank god i didnt fail. we were all so scared cause she said alot failurres. only 5 like tht -.- whtever. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND, hahahahahhaa. mrs singh said that germaine table was so messy it was A FIRE HAZARD IN THE CLASS. HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA, DAMN FUNNNNNNNY. LOLLLLL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asembly had magic ! hahaha, so cooooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After schl went to far east to shop for my clothes. i felt desperate. cause i couldnt find anything. till we saw one dress. hahaha, i bought it ! hahaha, i cant wait for tmrwwww. my sis say it doesnt match me though. ): hahah they say i look cute. hahah ! gonna take so many pictures tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then ah, HAHA. i tried the dress . before that the aunite said " huh i dont know you can wera not" she was syaing i fat. @@#% hahaha, then i tried i look SO NICE. hahahahahah jk, i mean like not tight nor lose. just nice. hahahaha, germaine tried, SHE LOOKS TIGHT. hahahaha, the sunite say her dont know where* FAT. hahahaha. :p bought flats too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to put my stuff&amp; went to richkid's to see breeze ! breeze is getting fiercer ): awwwww, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed there till 6&amp;amp; i was suppose to go home but we decided to go for dinner. hahaha, PASTAMANIA AGAIN. hahaha. after eating we went outside the library to chat. ahahha, so fun we ate KINDER SURPRISE :DDDD like some childish kids. hahaha, after eating we fixed the toy! ahhaha, i took a picture. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun, we talked &amp; laugh alot. harhar, FUNFUN. more please. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home around 815. tried on my clothes. haha, they said i look cute in it ! IM SCARED. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; i cant keep my eyes of you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hugshugggs-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115582294246473590?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115582294246473590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115582294246473590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115582294246473590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115582294246473590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/promise-me-you-will-be-happpppppy.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115572954974456239</id><published>2006-08-16T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T19:59:09.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So get back to where we started,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today ! musiccccc, guitar. hahah. i think i was the only one tht took it seriously &amp; yeah, played. hahaha. what, i got passion for music what ! hahahah, okay okay. yeah, mdm chiong was like @!@$@#^. she kept scolding&amp; nagging. lol, now if you wanna scold people. say ORGAN :D hahaha. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dnt, wah i think that dnt is the only subject that brings our class tgt. well for me lah. haha, the guys are very helpful, they helped me &amp; blahblah. &amp;amp; i started talking to them. ahhaha. yah nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During chinese test we cheated. haha, :x whoops. today is boringgggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played pool with richkid&amp; estherrrrr. (: haha. yes! i won richkid. haha. lost to esther againnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to staircase&amp; chilled&amp;amp; chat. ahha. b o r i n g. goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes so fake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115572954974456239?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115572954974456239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115572954974456239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115572954974456239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115572954974456239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-get-back-to-where-we-started-today.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115563960969580474</id><published>2006-08-15T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T19:00:09.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Take back all your words please. cause everything you said is a lie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came bakc late yesterday so didnt have time to blog, dead beaaaat. i cant rmb things that happened in schl. i know i got scolded for no reason. i wasnt sleeping okay. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft sch went to study with germaine at richkid's house, &amp; to see breeze. hahah. yes, breeze played more with germaine!!! she keep sleeping when i wanna play with her. ahhah, but i still love her :pp yes. hahah, stupid germaine. she kept claiming she did a good deed, haha. its between us though. (: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i had dental app at 430, 7 i came at 445 but 5 then i was in -.- ahha. my new colour ! haha, blue&amp; purple. its niceeeee. ahhaha. i didnt even choose. i think she was in a bad mood la. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my sis&amp; went to marina to meet my mum. okay bought clothes, BUT NOTHING FOR FESTPIEL STILL!??!1 arghhhhh. my sister bought her top shop alre lah. i saw this super HOTT zara dress. its formal but its 119 bucks. haha. my mum said if i would wear it often she will buy, but i guess not. haha. damn tired lah okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today nothing much, math common. i hope i did well. but i guess not. aaaah, lets jsut hope i get a 30. well i hope. :/ had tuition tdy so home i went. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe i burned 4bread today. damn, &amp; i wanna take up f&amp;amp;n next year. hahahahahahahahhaa, laughing stock -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teeth hurts, its pain. ouchhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want manymanymany hugs. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i told you it was killing, would you stop?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115563960969580474?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115563960969580474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115563960969580474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115563960969580474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115563960969580474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/take-back-all-your-words-please.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115547294528214247</id><published>2006-08-13T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T20:42:25.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If i told you i miss you somehow, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was tiring. yes it was, haha. i slept a little in church. :x i was too tired la. nothing much today. boringggggg. today was rest day. ahha, i slept for 1hr, had richkid to wake me up. yes thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, festpiel is on friday&amp; i havent settled my clothes ! AAAH, i was trying on clothes just now. i dont know i dont know i dont know i dont know i dont know i dont know i dont know i dont know i dont know i dont know i dont know i dont know i dont know i dont know whada hell to wear. i got tops but i got no bottoms, gonna shop with mum&amp;amp; sis tmrw. we got 5 days. shitttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded pictures, love it so much. ahha me&amp;germaine LOOK HOTTTTT. :D hahahah. no pic on firwoerks, too blurry, was too excited&amp;amp; i shaked. ahhaha bt got the video though. but .. ahha nothing. cant put up the group photo here, dont ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i havent see breeze in two days. HAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/IMG_4174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How hot can we get !? ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/IMG_4173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/IMG_4186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLEMENT CHIA ! &amp; LAME ASS. :D ohoh and me. hahaha.&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;strong&gt;You can wish that everything was easy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115547294528214247?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115547294528214247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115547294528214247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115547294528214247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115547294528214247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-i-told-you-i-miss-you-somehow-what.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115539894679970109</id><published>2006-08-12T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T00:09:06.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You're a jewel to sparkle around my neck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO AGAIN, aahha. okay about yesterday, manage to catch the fireworks with richkid &amp;with a good view, yay. hahah. but we were standing. yeap, but it was good. though. SAW ROBIN (: hahha, like how long never see him. haha. yay, we are good friends once more. hahah. actually nothing much yesterday. played with breeze again, est&amp;amp; germaine came over too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, short abt ytd. welllll, tdy was good too. uh huh uh huh/ haha, met richkid&amp; germaine at somerset. went to meet clement&amp;amp; justin lame ass at cineeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, we walked around.&amp; decided to head to marina at 630. bought starbucks, choco chip ! haha, the one tht haikel gave us. haha, yes. that. hahah. okok, we walked to plaza,&amp;amp; thanks to the drink tht were making us so full, decided to take a bus. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bused to marina&amp; window shopped. haha. saw some topman shirts. but it cost like 80+ so richkid doesnt wanna buy. i think it was okay la the price. haha. ya never mind, it was his money. wanted to eat at pizze hut, but the queue was scary. decided to go carvana to eat, the chicken was good. queue was long, but we were smart. hahah we went in to gt setas &amp;amp; then there was one very long queue,&amp; one very short queue. stupid singaporeans. ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate&amp; went over to esplanade. damn, i gt scolded by some lady la. stupid ugly singaporeans. i think it was really bad attitude though, if i was form other country, i would think that singapore really is bad. yeah, i said sry but she didnt hear me. then she scolded me 4%^&amp;amp;* damnit. sigh, &amp; then almost scolded germaine too but i helped her say sry. like, so kiasu for what la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay got a good space tdy, better then ytd. we were right infront of the road, haha. we got the railings one. depsite of the hibiscus plants la. haha. so sharp. haha. waited for an hour, but we had seats so it was kinda fast. snapped many pictures. haha, yay got justin&amp; clement pic too. took with them.&amp; grp photo! ahahha. i wont upload here though. maybe some. haha never mind, took some videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, tdy's fireworks were so much better. i think france won la yay. haha. waited for robin like 40mins&amp; he finally showed up @#$&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank some vodka&amp; head back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope that the hug cheered you up(: that was the least i could do. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ive been dying to reach you-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115539894679970109?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115539894679970109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115539894679970109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115539894679970109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115539894679970109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/youre-jewel-to-sparkle-around-my-neck.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115529312353311995</id><published>2006-08-11T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T18:45:23.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, havent been blogging for wed thurs.&amp; im like at richkid's place nw. (: haha. gg for fireworks tonight again. yay. make sure we wont be late tdy though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesssss, errrrr. abt wed. went to steamboat with clement&amp;amp; all. who was there, hmm. ANDREA, AMANDA, gorilla, weixian, justin, gary &amp;clement. I SO DID nt have fun with them. i only had fun with andrea &amp;amp; amanda. hahaha.w e kept laughing at amanda. like non stop. thts wht i like to go out with andrea. hahah, we can laugh at anything. hahaha, ya. anw. errrr. then amanda like super funny. she played motorcycle in the arcade&amp; keep banging into the cars. ahahah&amp;amp; only at the third round that she reached the 2nd round. me&amp; andrea like one game&amp;amp; we can go sec round alre la. &amp; then when she ate ice cream we kept laughing at her also. she like lick lick,&amp;amp; we asked her hurry. &amp; then she put inside the mouth. enxt thing she took out only, the stick. ahahha. damn lame la. me &amp;amp; andrea laughed like hell. ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERRRRR, then went to richkid's place for drinking again. ahha little la. didnt drink much. but played with BREEZE.(: hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs,went for germaine's church thing.tht we were late but actually quite early. ahha&amp; we cabbed there -.- hahaha. GERMAINE DROPPED THE BATON. OR WE COULD GT THIRDDDDDD. nvm la, it was fun. ahha. at first it was kinda boring while waiting. ya, so tlr after our run we went to join captain's ball. 9-2/ ahhaha, I SCORED SO MANY:D hahahah. aye brreze is outside. ahhaha. ya anw, made alot new friends. went home&amp;amp; went out again. dinner with richkid&amp;amp; then TO SEE BREEZE AGAIN. ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tdy's abit ruch cause i gtg soon. BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115529312353311995?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115529312353311995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115529312353311995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115529312353311995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115529312353311995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha-havent-been-blogging-for-wed.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115510942982045187</id><published>2006-08-09T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T15:43:49.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;nothing's gonna change that, no one's gonna change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about last night, emo again. hahaha, aiyah. its normal rightttt. i like being emo (: hhahah. okay okay. ya anw, yesterday was a super long day so which mean this post is gonna be a long one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okaay, where to start. umm, okay. the celebration was kinda sucky though. I HATE WHITLEY AGAIN. NO JUSTICE. hahaha, not sure whether thats the word, BUT GERMAINE SHOULD HAVE OBVIOUSLY GOTTON INTO THE TOP 3 INSTEAD OF FAT ANDRIANA. FUCKKK LAAAAH, I LIKE PUT SO MUCH SUPPORT FOR GERMAINE. &amp; ITS SO OBVIOUS THAT GERMAINE SHOULD HAVE WON !!#@^*)) THE JUDGES MUST BE BLIND&amp;amp; DEAF. IDOL GOES FOR LOOKS TOO YOU BASTARDSSSSS. @!$!%^$&amp;%*)*&amp;amp;)_ ARGHHHHHHH. &amp; germaine was still so humble, i wanted to cry for her. NEVER MIND GERMAINE, YOU WILL BE OUR IDOL KAAAAAAY. hahahhah. yah, im sucha nice friend, i wasnt suppose to come to schl, but i wanted to support her. (: i love you loads germaine ! &lt;333333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, kasem won whitley idol. even though he was from my class. i didnt gave much support. i rather haiqal won though. yah, never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought camera to schl, was like busy taking pictures. haha. OHOHOH, &amp;amp; RACHEL I THINK YOU LOOK HOTTTTT DURING THE DANCE &lt;3 hahah. &amp; After sch, while walking out. we saw the star on the road. but we were opp. so saw rachel&amp;amp; asked her to throw the star over. hahaha, then she throw till DAMN LOUSY LAH. it didnt even go over the railing. ahhahaha, how did u even throwwwwwww. its so light. ahahha okay lah thanks though. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet esther with richkid&amp; germaine. (: haha. then we wanted to play pool. we shd have walked a bit faster la. cause we were late by a few mins. the tables were taken. so we headed back to enter , to watch click (: hahah. so nice. i criedddddd. &amp;amp; richkid didnt cry. NO HEART. esther,germaine&amp;me cried. alot, alot. ahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to richkid's place TO SEE BREEZEEEEE. !! HAHAHA, im like falling in love with her. yes im lesbian. ahhahah, shes sooo cutttttteeeeeee.&amp; so obvious that RICH KID, IS R I C H(: hahahahha. if not why with the name? hahaha. Ah, esther&amp;amp;germaine left around 4plus. so it was like left me&amp; breeze&amp;amp;him. hahah, but i was playing with breeze. shes so cute. hahah. anw i feel honoured to be in your room OKAY RICHKID(: hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaay, then we drank vodka. HAHAHA, IM A VERY VERY VERY LOUSY DRINKER. i drank a cup of vodka with coke&amp; i was DRUNK. hahahahahahaha. likee, lol. he drank so much moreee. ahhahah. &amp;amp;my face was red like helllll. ahhaha. the uncle in the taxi was like, "you drank isit?, why got alcohol smell". then i was like "huh no lah." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had to wait awhile before i went out again. hahaha. gg to esplanade to watch fireworks with richkid. (: we went to far east first, to find my shoes. haha, didnt give up. WE FOUND IT. hahahah my memory must have suck so badly, i was at the wrong place actually. -.- okay, ANYW ANWW, so i havent exactly thought about it. buying vans or converse. cause i found my double tongue BROWN ONEEEEE. aaaaaaah, so im really confused lah. vans is also nicee. ohman. never mind i will ask my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chicken rice no more chicken-.- hahahah. so we had to go WISMA TO EAT AGAINNNNN. lol. ate at the richplace laaaa. hahahaha. no, this time we ate hokkien mee&amp; carrot cake. i ate till like damn full lah okay. the carrot cake was gooooood. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPIDDD, we were late for the fireworks. so had to stand somewhere the road to watch. how romantic &amp; good embience. hahaha. wth lah. thanks to the traffic. then the bus was moving at like 10km/h hahaha. but i still took some pictures. upload later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay we decided to head back though. to tp for a drink. wanted to go somerset for a drink but was abit late alre. then in the train this two guys stare at me like i offended them. it was super scary. i kept turing &amp; look&amp;amp; see them staring at me. walaaaaaaao, what did i dooooo. ahahhaha. the reflection could see also. then then then, so scary ): thisgirl, dad&amp; son. then he was running for the train. too late the girl went in, the doors was abt to close, the dad pulled her &amp;amp; the door hit her head, TRAIN DOOR. damn scary laaaaah, i was closer to the door. think she wont ever take the mrt ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled at macs with a milkshake each. richkid spend the time tlaking on the phone, organising somethings. -.- lol. left me alone, BITING MY STRAW. so mean right, yeah. lol:p reached back abt 1045. then many many things happened again. ): yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum left about 1230 &amp; me&amp;amp; sis started crying for the first time that they left for a holiday. haha. silly, but i think its love. (: cause of the stupid click movie lah. make me cry so much. hahaha. yesterday alre cried to sleep, then just now cried also. haha, i miss you mummy&amp;daddy. you will have a blessed trip&amp;amp;nth will happen to you two.the Lord will keep you (: hugs&amp;kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so now im trying my best to find that trust once again. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so give me some time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wanna w&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/IMG_4158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;atch the fireworks withyou again&amp;again. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4120.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/IMG_4156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/IMG_4120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im the wierdest there. haha. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4156.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/IMG_4120.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115510942982045187?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115510942982045187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115510942982045187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115510942982045187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115510942982045187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/nothings-gonna-change-that-no-ones_09.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115505437738870658</id><published>2006-08-09T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T00:26:17.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NATIONAL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abit late by, 18mins ya but its still 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but im spending it crying&amp; feleing confused&amp;amp;upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115505437738870658?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115505437738870658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115505437738870658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115505437738870658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115505437738870658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-national-day.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115505226325624812</id><published>2006-08-08T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:56:07.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im in a not very good mood now. maybe because of what im hearing. yes,it is. sigh.okay stupid emotions are unstable again. probably blog about tdy tmrw, i had fun&amp; super dead beat.&lt;br /&gt;but the fun always end in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then again, i rather chose not to take that step. cause im afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;i will fucking blame you if they go mainstream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where were you when i needed you so badly? somewhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; you could turn back &amp;amp; see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you will see her wanting you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; i guess u will probably walk back to her &amp;amp; say i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; there you will see me all broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so is the promise, gonna be broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115505226325624812?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115505226325624812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115505226325624812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115505226325624812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115505226325624812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-in-not-very-good-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115494625267054258</id><published>2006-08-07T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T18:24:12.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ima wreck without you. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about yesterday, but i was really in a upset &amp; bad mood. thanks to some shit stuff la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with some swollen eyes thanks to the crying shit. guess i was stupid la. yah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;saw chion in the morninggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesss, stupid history common test was chicken feet. blah, made me study so hard&amp; skip the movie with richkid. haha. well i did it in like 10mins&amp;amp; i went to sleep. haha! ohohohoh, &amp; then &amp;amp; thennnn, LOL. the class test that i studied so HARD at the national library with robin, i GOT FULL MARKS. :D hahahah, ya chicken also la that one. LOL. better nt be too confident though. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOH, LIT I GOT ONE OF THE HIGHEST PLEASE ! hahahah. i got 20/25 darlingggggg! woo. ahahhah, &amp; i wrote quite little, SO FINALLY. mrs singh realises my talent in writing short. -.- hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the emergency exercise which was more like , PE. hahahah. we were like talking&amp; taking our own sweet time to walk to the field. then like, when we there i went high. probably too much grass , hahahahaha. then i kept running to alot people&amp;amp; said, OMG YOU SURVIVED ! hahahhaha,&amp; telling people tht priya gt caught in the fire bt she will made it.&amp;amp; jeevan too. ahhahahaha, &amp; i ask where was jeevan cousin. LOL, those construction workers. hahahaha. &amp;amp; i went arnd hugging people. the sad thing that was i dropped my phone on the track, WHICH WAS LIKE THE TEXTURE OF THE ROAD. &amp; tada, scratches everywhere. my heart aches too. hahah, i LIKE DROPPED, &amp;amp; STEPPED. OHMYGODDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaaaay, after that it was boring. yes,ohoh, aft sch like super high again. ahha angie eating a bigbigbig lolipop&amp; like all of us went to lick it. hahaha, so fun. &amp;amp;&amp;, errr. then stupid carolene go throw the netball till like damn high laaaaaa. i was with my bag how to jump high right. lollll. okaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to town with richkid tdy. ahha, what do you expect, RICHKID OF COURSE GO TOWN. hahahah. ya bought his slippers,&amp;&amp;amp;, we went to wisma, the RICH place to eat lunch. HAHAHA, we like ate at the food republic. i guess we were the only students. hahaha. richkid treated me. lol. i felt so bad. haha, but the food was good.(:, AND EXPENSIVE. hahahah. headed on down to far east, I CANT FIND MY SHOE SHOP!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAH, i WANNA BUY THAT SHOE NOW. but i cant seem to find the shop anymore )): sigh, MY VANSSSS. lets hope somewhere else sells it. okay bought his blazer. -.- lol, ITS NT EVEN FORMAL. hahahah, like take damn long to choose la, we went into almost every shop tht has a blazer. hahahah. went home around, 430. cause i got tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fun day? ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw national day celebration. sch ends at 1030. but i dont wanna go atcually. but i have to support germaine. what if i dont go? and i dont know whose gg back to mcs tmrw. maybe visiting breeze ! (((: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuuuuuupidddddddd, why did i have to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause i was foolish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115494625267054258?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115494625267054258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115494625267054258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115494625267054258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115494625267054258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/ima-wreck-without-you.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115487287332651318</id><published>2006-08-06T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:01:13.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything's so blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ytd f.o.p was much more fun. haha (: i like ccc la, damn nice. then the don guy was super boring again. hahaha. ya, i saw celine&amp; queenie though.&amp;amp; stevi again. went with jo yesterday. stupid la, i wore jeans&amp; black shirt &amp;amp; it WAS SO HOT. stupid. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwwwwww, it was fun. my parents sent jo back.ya tiring.bad mood too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine, im in a bad mood now again. sigh. more to sad though. now, tell myself nt to cry ): great, i cant believe im crying now. OVER YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had church. went to study with richkid tdy. fun ya, blah. ate &amp; blah. sry got no mood to blo anymore. maybe write more tmrw when i feel better. goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; im still crying, over you. WHY!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115487287332651318?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115487287332651318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115487287332651318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115487287332651318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115487287332651318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/everythings-so-blurry.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115476306665001931</id><published>2006-08-05T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T15:44:50.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;iMISSSSSYOUUUUUUUU. (: youyouyou !! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;School was effing boring lah. i was really angry by some shit thing. you fucking poseur. where's your fucking sense of originality? would it kill if you dont copy me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to lunch with richkid, haha everything was so fast. like one hour lunch was over&amp; i was back home. lol. was gg for f.o.p so went home to take a rest. met rita around 445. haha, i havent been to her church for a long time so its like, her cg. then met alot of them again. i think they are really nice people. haha, we trained to kallang ,&amp;amp; told rita alot of things. we dont go home tgt now so we seldom talk much ): haha, i missed her. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for germaine at kallang, by then alot of her cg members come alre. but i was being friendly so i talked to most of them. STUPID KEVIN came, hahaha. we bully each other. stupid he almost choked me. hahah, he hit my throat with the bottle damn hard la. then he said sry cause he didnt know. idiotic right. lol, i havent seen him in a long time. so we play the chin thing again. ahhaha, he stupid noob so gay. :PpP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to indoor stadium, wahlaooo, it was super far away lah. damn tired okay. plus my elg was still hurting from thursday. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got seats though. even when we came quite late. saw jo, we were like waving across. &amp; STEVI! ahhah, my lovely wife. but it was like opposite. we didnt meet after service. maybe today. im gg again tdy with jo. germaine&amp;amp; rita cant go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 11plus. dad send germaine back too. dead tired so didnt blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back frm drums though, my timing sucks la. i was like, staring at the paper for so long. ahhaha, shit la. i am gonna practice though. im gg out soon , meeting jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog abt tonight tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;(: im waiting for you-&amp;amp; i mis you badly. cant wait for you to come back. hees. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you made me smile.&lt;/s&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:78%;"&gt;anw what happened between us?why have we sotpped talking. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YOU EFFING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;POSEURRRR.&lt;/span&gt; go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115476306665001931?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115476306665001931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115476306665001931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115476306665001931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115476306665001931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/imisssssyouuuuuuuu.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115461807978428524</id><published>2006-08-03T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T23:14:40.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, tdy was fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school today, for once i love whitley. whole day was jam packed. had tuition early in the morning, 1045. okay i know it isnt really early but i was tired. i think those chinese pasages have alot meaning although i dont know what they mean. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet amanda then germaine at somerset. went to kbox,&amp; i think kbox was nvr as fun as the previous. ahhah, it was so fun la okay. we went high&amp;amp; started danching like pop song but it was actually a damn slow song. ahahahhahaha. &amp; then we chose all those stupid songs &amp;amp; watch the mtv,&amp; like we almost laugh till cry. lol, then sang in disgusting voices then could almost kill. ahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went SHOPPING ! oh so favourite hobby. haha. ya, it was fun&amp; tiring. running into almost every shop. germaine is like so between us. ahha. she is like half of me&amp;amp; amanda. so like, "wah so nice", "ya wah so nice." hahah. it was so fun. we shopped till didnt have time to eat. couldnt stand it anymore, so went to taka for food. i only ate two octopus balls for the WHOLE DAY. hahah, &amp; some scoops of ice cream. thats it. haha, i wonder if i lost weight. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then went to meet richkid when germaine&amp; amanda went home. arnd 6 ah. yah, we walk from SOMERSET, to ESPLANADE. walaoooo, my legs super painful. hahah. that time i walked from bugis to esplande &amp;amp; i thought it was really tiring. now its worse. hahaha. &amp; we had alot to talk about lah. lol. haha, thanks for telling me co much things7&amp;amp; trsuting me RICHKID (: i had sososoososo much fun. haha. went to merlion too. (: i want more of today again. ahha, although i think that we should change the venue alre. i nkow where to go next time ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, although there are like alot of sad stuff there. i think its time to move on. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home arnd 10. my leg hurts. haha. school starts tmrw again. SHIT. im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more of today.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115461807978428524?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115461807978428524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115461807978428524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115461807978428524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115461807978428524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay-tdy-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115453080393578952</id><published>2006-08-02T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T23:00:04.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I want it back, the simple love we had.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sci common was quite easy. i slept for 30mins. so i did 30mins. i was very very sleeeepy. haha. dnt was boring i ahd difficulties filing.-.- &amp; while jodi was buffing her plastic flew &amp;amp; hit my leg. hers worse. hit her eyebrow. thank god not the eye. woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, dman sleepy la in schl. old faggot almost book us all. hahaha, it was so funny. i never had so much fun during chinese lesson. LOL. we keep laughing non sotp. then he stared at us. lol. like after awhile he couldnt stand it then he said he wanna book us. we jsut smiled at him. ahhahaha, &amp; then when we asked him ques he dont wanna listen.&amp;amp; the stupid boys keep tlaking he nvr sya anything. lol. he must be blind cause the log was infront of him then he scolded germaine for not being responsible blahblh. then say want tell form teacher, LOL. we dont even give a damn FOR YOUR INFO. hahaha.&amp; shujun wanna go toilet he dont allow, say normal person go toilet 4 times. we started laughing &amp;amp; say we havent go tdy. ahhaha. aiya, we asked if we could sleep cause he said we cannot talk. LOL, he said" i bring you to the office if you as again" &amp; we started laughing. ahhahaha, nice EXPRESS STUDENTS CONDUCT. hahahah. he asked me to make a sentence i just said i dont know&amp;amp; look out of the window. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was never as fun. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with evan tdy. err, with stacey too. to j8. then watched lake hse, i dont think it was really nice. kinda draggy i wanted to sleep cause was very tired. stacey didnt watch cause she went to meet joel. so like, aft tht we went to study. hahahah, i TAUGHT A SEC 3. lol! the cross method thing. ahhaha, it was so funny. lol. can like vomit blood teaching him. ahhaha, went home arnd 7+. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sch tmrw ! but have tuition tmrw. shiat. gg out i think. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;vodkaaaaaa.&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanting you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115453080393578952?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115453080393578952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115453080393578952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115453080393578952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115453080393578952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-want-it-back-simple-love-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115443280357650874</id><published>2006-08-01T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T19:46:43.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TO SEE MY PLAINSUNSET &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The history test tdy was super easy. make me study so hard -.- did 5mins&amp; went to sleep. was toooo tired. haha. PE PE PE PE PE PE PE!! hahaha. &lt;strong&gt;SOCCCCCCCCCCERRRRRRRRRR&lt;/strong&gt;. i think im kicking wrongly. cause my ankle is kinda pain now. lol, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, shit man, tmrw got science common test. shiaaaaat. tdy had some revision thing. it was DAMN HARDDDDD. argh, only when she epxlained the formulas then i know how to do. lets hope it wont come out tmrw. AAAAH. shittttt. lol, then amanda was damn funny tdy. she put her shirt over her head. like the bride. then face our direction &amp; was like, im getting married. then she kept saying " where's my groooooom", lol then we all ran in front.&amp;amp;started laughing &amp;laughing. i think the whole class was looking at her. hahahaha, then when she tooked out the shirt7 saw no one, lol. her face was like, kena jack laaaah, super funny. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch with evan&amp; stacey. then like, awhile la. my phone went dead flat. so i was relying on stacey's phone. lol. also dont know if had drums or not. so like arnd 2+ i was outside macs. then i saw jiating walking.-.- lol. so went to his place for drumss. he like damn bad la. keep laughing at me cause i cannot play the 1n2na3ena4ena, wahlaooooooo. lol.  I HATE MY LEFT HAND ITS DAMN LOUSSSSSSSSSSY. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to j8 to find stacey aft tht. she was with joel. stupid, i came then tecksoon&amp; all came laaa. shit man. then so sway okay. now he ask joel for my number. bullshit dream on. even if he msg me i wont reply. lol. evan came aft tht.&amp;amp;studied tgt. left abt 5plus. lol. went to the pet shop with him to buy his dog food, I SAW THIS SUPER SUPER CUTE HAMSTERSSSSS. they were like cuddling tgt eating. wahalaoo, its DAMN CUTEEEEE. hahaha, i wantttttt. my phone no batt or i would have take a picture. awwwwww, ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, home. ehhh,&lt;strong&gt; MUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;/strong&gt;, for sci paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello goodbye&lt;br /&gt;i smile but i cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115443280357650874?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115443280357650874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115443280357650874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115443280357650874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115443280357650874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-see-my-plainsunset-3-history-test.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115434953040057628</id><published>2006-07-31T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T20:38:50.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its easier once you learn to draw a line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt have much sleep last night, i guess it was like 5 hrs only. damn tired&amp; the weather was damn cold, which also means sleeping. haha, HAD PE. XDDD played soccer. still practicing my dribbling, damn lousssssssy lah, tmrw got training not sure whether wanna go cause xian&amp;amp; my sis not going again! but emiliah say she will go with me. i dont know if to go or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept during history, waking up with numb leg&amp; arm. lol. then chat with miss ng again. haha. ya anw, tdy was tiring&amp;amp; boring. butbutbut, i saw someone i like i think. ahhah, jodi knows his name ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to meet robin, aye no. i was going to. so i waited to 2.30 &amp; left school. during that period of time i went to play netball, &amp;amp; everyone thought i joined netball. hahah. then chat with josephine. lol, then we went to the.... LIBRARY. its the sec time i went there in my two yrs in whitley. hahahaha. we used the comp there, wah lao. the school damn good lah. they let you print for free. so we all printed the tets paper tht mrs singh want lah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw IDIOTs that i hate alot. lol. ya okay I DONT DONT DONT LIKE ALOTT. argh. ahha. spoil my day, lucky the day was like half alre, not starting of my day. haha.left with jo. she went to bishan&amp; i went to dhoby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE WAS LATE AGAINNNN. lol, i am always early when we meet. haha. cause hes always late no matter how late i am. lol. went to bugis to the national library&amp; studied. I ACTUALLY STUDIED. hahah. like for a few hrs, around 5 we left. lol. went to bugis to eat cause the studying was making me hungry. lol. after we ate we talked. hahahaha, we started laughing alot. lol. i was like what are the dutch? HAHA. its holland people i said english people. LOL. then we started laughing. then caught up on some stuff. i havent seen him in two weeks. went home around 6, reached hme arnd 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun. lol, holland people. must rmember. tmrw got history test. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closure-painsunset. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like you really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115434953040057628?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115434953040057628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115434953040057628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115434953040057628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115434953040057628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-easier-once-you-learn-to-draw-line.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115426139703347058</id><published>2006-07-30T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T20:48:07.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for you, for me, for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drums yesterday, stupid high hats was damn high la, i dont dare to adjust it was damn stift. hahah. went out with justin,yt&amp; clement. okay i admit that it was kinda boring&amp;amp; we didnt had much fun like last time but at least it killed a few hours. watched the fast&amp; furious. their drift is like sooooo coooool. hahah. its so much nicer then inital d, this week i wanna catch two movies! click&amp;amp; the lake house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so aft the movie we headed to esplanade to chill. it was uber boring la okay. hahah, :x but i talked to yt, she cried ): aww, i think she's really sad &amp;she needs help. went to merlion too. i was feeling kinda sad when i thought of many things. hm, but i guess its time to move on (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my grand's place, natalie was being so cute i felt like bringing her hme. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church tdy, i was tired&amp;amp;... i slept during service awhile :x hah, i was toooo tired. had lunch with auntie angela &amp; vera. hahah, my mum was like, "i had one ex boyfriend he was cahtolic" then we me&amp;amp; my sis were like O.O hahahah, then auntie angela asked if we know that my mum had a ex boyfriend, we started laughing&amp; say no, hahah. it was sucha big surprise, i didnt expect her to say that. went home to sleeeeeeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tmrw again. YES SOCCER ! hahah, have pe tmrw. aaah shiatttt. gonna study later. grandma&amp;amp;aunt at my place now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it ended out with hatred.&lt;br /&gt;stop running away, cause i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over my head- the fray&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;priyaaaa's bag. i havent been taking pictures of her fo&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r a long time :D hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115426139703347058?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115426139703347058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115426139703347058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115426139703347058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115426139703347058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/for-you-for-me-for-them.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115410097853927960</id><published>2006-07-28T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T23:39:27.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Havent been blogging lately i guess. got no time. im like really busy&amp;tired these few days. the whole week passed so fast. i dont know where to start. but i wanna blog it down but i think it will be a damn long post. okay maybe some funny parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, wed we went for the f1thang. old fag let us out late cause of the compo thang so like we were actually late, the bus left the sch without us. lucky germaine called&amp;amp; they left the sch so they stopped outside&amp; we had to run out, haha damn paiseh la. but it was funny. anw so went to ngee ann poly, we were more like looking at other school people then going there for the main purpose. so it was like, we kept going "wah, aye handsome eh. pretty eh" hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didnt win but i think we did quite well. so we came back arnd 6. the people tht went for the other field trip also came back but thank god i didnt see him. hahaha. okay then i was at macs so carol&amp;amp; all came then we slacked till like 7. hahah, it was damn funny la we kept calling each other names&amp; laugh. lol.-.- i went back with sujita. we waited for 59 like hell long. then we took 231 instead cause we didnt wanna wait alre, lol. so its like we board the bus.&amp;amp; we were talking, 1min ltr. i stared outside&amp; i was like, "aye, we still at the bus stop leh" cause had traffic jam&amp;amp; we laughed again -.- aha it was stupid la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdaaaay, ah. went out with my lovely esther. (: hahah, went to play pool with her. oh saw nicholas tan at macs. cause i was there. yeap, played 3games i won one -.- hahah. i didnt go for soccer cause xian&amp; my sis didnt go. we are gg next tuesday. lol ya, we slacked at tp stairs. its been long since i went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today ! DEAD BEATTTTTTT. i am soooo exhausted lah. i still can blog -.- hahaha. okay nth much in sch but it was kinda slack. so yea, i went home at110. so fast&amp;amp; early. my mum was home. she was sick. so my maid was asked to buy food she bought wrongly, she bought with chilli,so i told my mum i change with her cause she was sick&amp; cant take chilli. DAMN NICE DAUGHTER RIGHT. ya i was stupid la, i cant take chilli i was like, omgomg damn hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet amanda&amp;amp; iw as OBVIOUSLY late again, sorrrrry! aha, went to town &amp; meet yt there. she look so differnt ! shes so tall&amp;amp; skinny.-.- we took neo&amp; walked around. couldnt spend money. haha. I SAW HAIKELLLLLLL. :DDD i havent seen him since end of may, which is TWO MNTHS ALRE. anw i was like walking then i heard someone calling sam then i saw him ! haha, his girlfriend looks cute although i didnt really see her face. awwww, i miss the times me&amp;amp; aidil had with him )): okay fine never mind. it was only once, but it was so much fun ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvrmind, went to sch. passed best friend ticks,&amp; went up. the band playing wasnt really gd though. i think that the whole performance kinda stank man. haha, shit lah, then tht perosn was behind me, on the left so its like direct viewwwwwwwwwww. -.- argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saw some people i do not wish to see but i guess i have to face them with a brave front but who knows wht im feeling inside, nobody cause you dont understand how im feeling. its so painful when you see someone that use to be yours with someone else now. now tell myself stop being foolish cause it was alre over so move on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to tp to eat supper with yt,stace&amp;amp;jodi while amanda went home. cabbed hme cause i was too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now im feeling so emo, my emotions are unstable again. ): cause i am reminded of so many things &amp; esp you. sigh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SACRIFICATION-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115410097853927960?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115410097853927960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115410097853927960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115410097853927960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115410097853927960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/havent-been-blogging-lately-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115382261368247557</id><published>2006-07-25T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T18:16:53.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I dont want this to end actually. sigh, whatever u want then.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I AM INTO SOCCER AGAIN. hahah, yay im joining soccer. me&amp;xian. during pe some upper sec asked us if we wanna join cause we were playing soccer during pe. so fun tdy, i actually perspired, YAY. which means i really played?! hahahaha, whatever. nonsense. ya anw, this sutpid guy la, he kinda look down at me. he kicked the ball really hard to pass back to me, it was abt two meters i dont see a need to ram the ball. eff la, well, I RECIEVED IT well, HEH. but it hit my shin really hard,dirty my leg. hahah just kidding. i hate guys that are like that. so what if soccer&amp;amp;basketball are guy sports. i believe that girls can even be better, &amp; I HAVE SEEN ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, school was damn boring lah. i cant remember what happened but i seriously hate chinese. we dont even bother to stand up&amp; greet him. everyone just stared at him. cant help it but i have never scolded a teacher for a long time, he made me do it again. if i dont have a tuition teacher for chinese i will probabaly fail my chinese FLAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need help for science please. i dont get the electronic calculation shit la okay. damn difficult i was like. %$*&amp;!$ ya, anw. during sci we bitched about some people. haha, she was in front some more. how nice right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, for the first tme, i think whitley have some absolute hotties. hahaha, i saw this guy, &amp; i think he is like damn HOT please. his hair so emo! but i dont know what his name. so sad. hahah, :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back with rita,angie&amp;pearline. the lady in the bus complained that we talked damn loud. i felt so paiseh, cause they speak like. dirty stuff. hahah, i was covering my face man. lol. rushed home for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Socccccccccccerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. my sister joining too. heard there's training on thurs. YES! finally my first cca of the yr. hahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod, i forgot to blog this long time, but fuck shit man. tbs really went mainstream. i was so devastated laaaaa. sigh. i saw it on a magazine, and panic too. shitshitshitthem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why do you have to say goodbye?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;give me something worth living for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-anything to keep me breathing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115382261368247557?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115382261368247557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115382261368247557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115382261368247557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115382261368247557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dont-want-this-to-end-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115374059069766629</id><published>2006-07-24T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T19:29:50.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EMO PEOPLE WEAR SHOES?! hahahahahahhahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute shawn,gerald&amp;me made it up.how EMO. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started at 9&amp; i was late. haha ! i reached when they were talking so i had to stand at the lower sec block. damnit, the sun was hot man. OHOHOHOH, before that. i went to school with gerald! big one. heh, its been so long since i last saw him. we took the same bus. awww, i missed him so much. hahah.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was soooooo slack la okay. we had pe first the period, then recess? lol. and science was one period, HISTORY ! aaaah, my favourite subject thanks to miss ng. hahah, she SAID I WAS CUTE, C U T E !!!! HAHAHAH, she made my self esteem boost to realllllly high. hahaha. we talked to her, &amp; she said that "ya -toot- is so fascinated over you", i was like. ..... hahahahah. im happy that she said im CUTE! hahahah. she was more like my friend then teacher, FINALLY. some friend teacher this year. yay, im so gonna look forward to history now. hahah ! she had two period &amp;amp; she let us do 3pages &amp; slack. -.- she said she let us use handphone&amp;amp;mp3 cause even if she say cannot we will still use, how NICE RIGHTTTTT. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;we had had math, fong didnt come. slack again. last period cme, SLACKK. hahah, how nice. two weeks from now we will have another day for gg to sch at 9. yes yes yes ! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When leaving sch, saw tht gail&amp; kevin&amp;amp;jeevan had a quarrel shit, they dragged me in. aww, gail was being stubborn&amp; kevin was being an ass. so it takes two hands to clap, so apologise&amp;amp;shake hands! okay im so outta their problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bishan with germaine&amp;stacey. germaine went to watch movie wit jk. wth, is like, i have to tell jk you know, to make them go out tgt. -.- so... lol. okay. never mind, im happy to help. :D ahahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home around2+, too boring&amp; didnt wanna wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tk came over to my place. haha, he was.. erm. yeap never mind. we had fun talking. haha. was like, tell him some stuff, but i still kept lots from him. i think my maid think we are back tgt, but i dont think we are. 0.o ahhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ihateyou, for lying once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why dont we hit the restart button&amp;amp;puse it at our favourite parts? :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115374059069766629?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115374059069766629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115374059069766629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115374059069766629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115374059069766629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/emo-people-wear-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115364685769923546</id><published>2006-07-23T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T17:28:39.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;can you take it all away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i was really emo on friday. i was reaaaaaally upset. thanks for those that consoled me, for those that didn,t. hope you guys rot, haha just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched nacho libre on friday with jodi&amp;stacey. it was realllly funny. i am thinking of watching it again.:how did you find me here?", "i saw you from the village" "*waves" HAHA.its damn funny la okay, "i believe in science " hahahaha, aiya, i think its really full of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met tk&amp;amp;his friend to play basketball at my place. tk hasnt really changed much, but he smokes now so im really disappointed. but he told me he will change if i want him too. *shrugs. up to you if you wanna die earlier. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drums on sat, &amp; watched pirates with my family. ohmygod, JOHNNY DEPP IS SOSOSOSO HOT. i think orlando too. but i still think johnny is HOT. hahah, like TOTALLY. @!$#&amp;amp;%^(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church tdy, service was very much good. taught me to be positive. so yes, im positive now. yay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts at NINE tmrw, like duh obviously everyone would wanna sleep late rather then coming to school to do some qigong exercise. -.- shit, &amp; i have to see some people again. shiaaatttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh, i think that gayle really doesnt deserve to go, joakim should. sorry to say that, cause he cant sing, only dance. yes, &amp;amp; nurul,hady&amp;jon are absolute HOTTIES. yes yesyes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you can be my someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/3&lt;&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;cause im really sick&amp;amp;tired of your lies&amp;amp;excuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115364685769923546?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115364685769923546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115364685769923546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115364685769923546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115364685769923546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/can-you-take-it-all-away-guess-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115348343048529374</id><published>2006-07-21T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T20:03:50.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hello im crying, so will you leave me alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i guess i was just stupid to fall for you. when i didnt know you alre had someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im FOOLISH, YES I KNOW I AM. so just leave me alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how much more must i take in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im STUPID&amp;FOOLISH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;you guys deserved to be burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO GOODBYE &amp;amp; LEAVE NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAUSE YOU ONLY BRING TEARS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115348343048529374?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115348343048529374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115348343048529374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115348343048529374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115348343048529374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-im-crying-so-will-you-leave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115339508169523139</id><published>2006-07-20T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T19:35:31.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU ARE FUCKING BLINd, for choosing such a biatch. woo, thank you once more for making me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring lah school. common test was okay but only wrote like 299words. everyone wrote so many words it seems like a compo, it was LETTER WRITING LAH please. i looked over top jodi's paper &amp; she wrote like, 3 pages. you got so much to complain? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, school celebrated racial harmony tdy, special school ah. hahah. the mini bizzare was okay la. i cant eat much anw. so just walked around with the rest. saw alot upper secs, saw some bitch with big ass&amp;amp;boobs. eff you lah okay. jodi wore baju kurong. she is like SOOO PRETTY. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still had to study so it was like effing boring&amp;tiring la okay. the performance was shitty la okay. i spend most of the time looking at some fucking love birds. i seriously hate them, the sight of them makes me fucking wanna puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;After sch there was this soccer ball tht came in my way&amp;amp; i just kicked it back lah, eff man it was THAT person's one. i was like OH SHIT. then he smiled at me. omg! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fucking couple holed hands infront of me, i told you you were blind. cause im NOT TRANSPARENT BITCH. your ass&amp;boobs must have weighed a fucking ton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sry if theres so much fucking word here. but i dont give a effing damn la okay. im just so pissed. fuck man you too. i hope you get disfigured so badly tht ure parents wont even recognise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;YOU MADE ME CRY ONCE MORE&lt;br /&gt;so when are your FUCKING LIES EVER GONNA END?&lt;br /&gt;guess its nvr going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is crashed by a fomer love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115339508169523139?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115339508169523139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115339508169523139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115339508169523139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115339508169523139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-fucking-blind-for-choosing.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115330752336985224</id><published>2006-07-19T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T19:12:03.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am waiting for your msgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was sooooo funny. ahhaha. ehhh. i think it was all about amanda. hahaha. we were doing graph. so had curve. hahahah, &amp; her curve come out really funny. like those other kinds of graph.&amp;amp; we all started laughing. ahhahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then&amp;amp; then, LOL. the most funny one. was that we had to go 2e1 to take the radio. i didnt dare to go in so i just stood outside. hahahaha we took the radio &amp; amanda said wht if we give laoshi the radio without the wire. so we took out the wire &amp;amp; bring it back to class. then laoshi asked where was it i started laughing&amp; say we forget to take it it was still in 2e1. hahahahahahhahaha, then we went down &amp;amp; up. just for the sake of it. ahhahaha it was actually in amanda pocket. dman lame lah, but we wasted alot of time. hahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept during eng, i didnt get scolded. cause i put my pen like writing&amp; i lie on the table. hahah, too tired. &amp;amp; finally i finished my chinese project ! ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teeth hurts like hell lah, eff man so painful. even drinking hurts. like for the first time bundung tasted awful. duh it was mixed with blood. i didnt eat the whole day till i came home. damn HUNGRY pleaseeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had drums. omg, hahah. jt just used the sticks for like less then a few mings&amp; it BROKE. hahah, like really broke man, the whole tip came out. i feel so bad, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin pangseh me. hahaha, just kidding. :D school's having racial harmony celeb tmrw, OMG, eff tmrw is english common test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft sch, saw THAT PERSON looking at me, i was like omg. &amp; i walked quickly. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am still waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115330752336985224?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115330752336985224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115330752336985224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115330752336985224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115330752336985224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/am-waiting-for-your-msgs.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115322092588913091</id><published>2006-07-18T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T19:08:46.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So tell me why my bedside is cold?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i wish it didnt hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had pe today, no soccer. awwww. i shall complain. haha, the boys took it lah. eddie yong only had one ball. shit them lah, i played badminton. it was damn funny lah i laughed all the time rather then playing serious. me&amp; xian wanted to play with priya, so we forced her to play 2v2.  me&amp;xian, vs priya&amp;amp;tramy. we kept bullying her &amp; laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys playing soccer was laughing too. i think jeevan's soccer is quite good. hah, anw,there were many sodamn funny incidents. i think the funniest was the guys wee playing soccer&amp; then the ball hit her hand&amp;amp; the badminton racket was in her hand then the badminton racket flew along. it was dman funny me&amp; xian laughed&amp;amp;laugh. i just dropped the racket on the floor&amp; started laughing non stop. ahhahahahaha. &amp;amp; there were many incidents too lah but i can't remember. hahahahahahahhahaha, i love pe. ohohoh,&amp;priya. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin had trouble with teck sooon. woooo, after recess our class was like some gig. haha ! as in the people lah. like so many people crowd inside. lol, i was like. uhh? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had art, the gail,ger&amp;stace was talking abt relationships &amp;amp;i chose not to hear cause i dont wanna get all upset. hahah, but i still did get upset. &amp; i was damn emo-ish. didnt talk at all,i just concentrated on my drawing. &amp;amp; was like so pissed cause i couldnt keepy my stuff out of my mind. everyone was like why you so sad?wht happened. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ps aft sch to buy jt sticks. ate at secret recipe &amp; i had to go for my dental app. omg, i bled like hell lah. i lost so much bloooooddddd. if i look pale tmrw, i guess you will know why. eff la, my mouth is numb now. i cant talk much &amp;amp; move it. its like thw injection was kinda painful i felt the needle go in, gross la. haha. &amp; did i mention i bled like hell? haha yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its still bleeding now. i feel numb. its like 3 hrs alre. its still numb. shitty. went back with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder how you doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i was eager to look for you. what does it mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115322092588913091?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115322092588913091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115322092588913091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115322092588913091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115322092588913091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-tell-me-why-my-bedside-is-cold-i.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115313777714383363</id><published>2006-07-17T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T20:11:21.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday baybeats was not as fun as fridays, but the bands were so much better okay. i think that concave scream&amp; electrico are the bests. like duh right. ahha. went with my sis&amp;amp; nat. didnt even go in the barrier. we just stood outside.left earlier though. around 10, reached back around 10+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i thought was almost late la. anw, had this bully free talk. ef man the hall is super hot i was like omg omg, so fucking hot, &amp; now they say whoever caught using vulgarities will have punishment la, or something. amanda said "ohhh samantha." eff lah, whatever. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAYED SOCCER during pe. hahah, damn fun lah. i fell down&amp;amp; i just noticed that i had a few cuts on my knee. i fell on the field. -.- hahah, my hands&amp; knees were super dirty. mud everywhere. jodi&amp;amp; xian was laughing at me, NOT FUNNY LAH. its normal for a soccer player to fall, HAHA. GOT PE TMRW TOO, WHICH MEANS ITS SOCCER TIME ! haha wooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, im freaked out by the 2e1 guys. i heard tht they asked ms ng to MAKE me go for the combined class trip, HELL NO PLEASE. no way lah. then usha said the guys admire me, 7 the girls are jealous. im so freaked out SERIOUSLY. lets just hope this is a joke. aww man. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayeee, i am like so sad in sch lah, over the israel war. saw the newspaper, so many innocents killed ): sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft sch went to bishan. saw so many PEOPLE. like manymanymany donkey yrs nvr see. haha. :D i love them. lol. went with est&amp; stacey. saw jillian hoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met robin on the way back. walked to my place. home i go, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, its shujun&amp;amp; stevi birthday today. &lt;3 take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that johnny depp is an absolute HOTTTTTTIEEEEEE. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL, you think its just a fucking joke, well it ISNT.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;there i cried.&lt;br /&gt;but will you ever understand?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115313777714383363?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115313777714383363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115313777714383363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115313777714383363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115313777714383363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/yesterday-baybeats-was-not-as-fun-as.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115297862525267211</id><published>2006-07-15T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T23:50:25.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAYBEATS ROCKS. :D like definitely pleasseeeeeee luhh uh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya kay, went with robin&amp; his friends. i dont really know their names but they arly nice people although they keep disturibng me&amp;amp;robin like we are tgt, so fustrating. ya i know. #$&amp;%(*!$ gaha oops im sorry. anyw love me butch is hot lah okay. nothing to declare's lead IS SOOOOOO HOT PLEASE! hahaha. ya some band kinda suck, screaming was hot, but their singing sucks. yeah, not really into screamo but it was okay lah. screamo guys are HOT. hahahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many malays i saw, but didnt see the person i was looking for. so many monfortians. NO WHITLEYANSSSSS. hahaha. @!@$#$^ only except for i saw joachim, benjamin&amp; JIATING ! hahaha. they dont know me lah but i think they see me in school before. ya jiating said wgb was good, they wereeeeee. hmmmmmmm... hahaha. ya dahpne sucks lah okay, sorry to say that, shes basically just a poseur, oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, damn funny lah. one of robin's school mate he was behind us he kept saying " BRING YOUR TOOTHBRUSH" to daphne, cause it was like this kids central show tht dahpne hosted. ahahaha, damn funny la. he kept "bring your toothbrush *screammmmms" hahahaha, so cool, he wore eyeliner. damn errrrrrrr. lol, HOT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn smoky lah the place, i yawned &amp; i could taste smoke, as though i smoked or something. ewwwwww, damn gross la okay. didnt bring my effing cam it is on the way to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw the link i posted in my previous post is wrong, copeland not coming. think tht was last yr schedule la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay im gg tmrw with my sister after church. electricoooooooooo HERE I COME. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's bday tdy, as in real dad. haha. kept saying, you are 50 today, oops i mean 46. haha what a nice daughter, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had drums, eff la, the testing snare was damn high up i didnt dare to do anything in case i spoil anything cause it was damn stift, anw, i think myyyyyyyyyy timing is soooo much better now. guess i should thank jiating. haha got new song tdy. i saw nicolas at yamaha also, robin's friend. like just know him ytd, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met amanda,clement&amp;justin at city hall. walked to marina. saw robin&amp;amp; his friends. lol was shooping for two presents. sj one&amp; my dad. bought her this spag stripe &amp;amp; shorts form this lingerie shop, damn cute&amp; cheap la. hahaha. we bought bra straps, its SO DAMN CUTE, hahaha how open can i get? :D very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my dad's tie. btw, wx,gorilla&amp; gary came. fuck lah, he keep looking at me i was effing pissed off la. clement kept telling me he kept looking at me. #*(#@#&amp;amp;^&amp; careful your eyes dont drool. (: anw, its was so fucking boring la out with them. i prefered the four of us. they threw their damn attitude at us, like wtf is your problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kept disturbing me &amp; clement too so i was pissed i just walk away la. damn it, is that how gentlemens are supposed to act? if thats the case, you guys deserved to be burn, so get a lighter&amp;amp; burn yourself till nothing can be seen of you. how cruel can i get? very (: thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just walked off so we went outside to sit, saw so many people at baybeats please. i had this ef urge to go there la. lol. took some pictures, oh ya. did i mention i saw jingsheng? like, iw as like aye isnt tht him, atlhough i havent seen him in perosn though. haha he was outside too. so i asked him to take a picture for us, cause the position wasnt good la. lol. thanks anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for my parents to come, damn long. bought a fourskinnie shirt, woo. want a mango one too. ate at seoul garden. my ice kachang was awful. i mean the colour. haha. thats shows i cant be a ice kachang person next time. haha whatever, how lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la. i cant rmb much alre. my dad scolding la. your bday big ah. @!@%$#%&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;you got no heart, although you have looks&lt;br /&gt;you suck bitch, yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115297862525267211?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115297862525267211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115297862525267211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115297862525267211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115297862525267211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/baybeats-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115279295602557000</id><published>2006-07-13T20:06:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T21:08:59.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was damn slack lah. all we did was slack, i dont even know what we studied today. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had this dj thing during recess, i think it stupid. the songs were shitty. but all i know how to sing. HAHA. germaine this a dedication. to our class&amp; esp shujun cause her bday was on monday. lol, lame lah. their songs were shitty lah okay. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs singh didnt come so we had like 3 periods free. seems like exam was over we were slacking&amp;amp;slacking. hahaha. then shujun brought cam so we took quite alot of photos. damn funny lah. hahah,we look so HOT PLEASE. :DD hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya anw, ehhhh, after sch went to rita place AGAIN. hahaha. this time.. villa came too, she was like damn LAME LAH. we *%#*@# her. hahaha, she said want she stay at the drain then ask me walk all the way the end of the drian will be her hse, i told her i take boat there. HAHA. then sometimes she talk so fast tht i dont even know what she said. HAHA, damn funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We studied for. 1hr i think. HAHA, &amp;&amp;amp;amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; we started taking photos again. Hahaaaaaa. &amp;amp; this time it was worse. we went to the playground to take pictures. like EFF PLEASE. GOT LIKE 30 OVER PICTURES. hahahaha, my friendster no space lahhhh. but MY PHOTOGRAPHY SO NICE PLEASE :D aha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooo, had so much fun. hahah. went to meet robin around 5+ , yea we walked back to my place. shit lah. saw my dad halfway. told him tht i went to buy something &amp; i met my friend. I FEEL SO BAD. had to go back with my dad then left robin to go home alone. haha SORRRRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya anw, haha went to exercise with my dad. my muscles hurts more. now my arms hurt ah. damn painful my muscles. stamina sucks lah. like 5rounds only. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BAYBEATS TMRW !!! I WANNA GO SUNDAY ONE ! COPELAND&amp;amp;ELECTRICO. AAAAAAAAH, SAT HAS LOVE ME BUTCH !!!!! DAMNIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.baybeats.net/updates/schedule.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.baybeats.net/updates/schedule.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; AWWWWWW MAN AWWWW MAN. SUNDAY PLEASEEEEEEEEE. but im gg tmrw ones. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well you made me cry again, sigh. its all cause of your fucking lie. will it kill you not to lie to me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115279295602557000?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115279295602557000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115279295602557000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115279295602557000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115279295602557000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/school-was-damn-slack-lah_115279295602557000.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115270592652141739</id><published>2006-07-12T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:05:26.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so tired i dont wish to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for that my muscle aches everywhere. its so painful. i seriously don't wanna move at all man. argh. thanks to nicholas that knocked my head with his head, i think that i am suffering from brain concussion or something, damn pain lah i had black out for few secs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is a soldier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115270592652141739?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115270592652141739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115270592652141739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115270592652141739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115270592652141739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-so-tired-i-dont-wish-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115262309846086055</id><published>2006-07-11T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T21:04:58.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck my comp man. hanged on me, thanks to some person blog. shitty lah. argh &amp; i was blogging halfway. damn shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, what was i saying? I CANT REMEMBER NOW. argh. ohhhh. okay ya my muscles hurts like shittt man. damn painful. every5mins when i sit or walk i will be like "ouchouch painpain!" hahaha. ya, its PAINFUL. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, had PE ! woaaaaah. hahah, played basketball today. my legs hurts i cant kick much. haha ! okay, told eddie yong i do shutter next week cause my leg pain. haha blur toad he believe. i talked so serious. HAHA. then yanliang asked if it was true i smiled &amp; say yes. HAHA. so shitty. ya i know. i played soccer a little. woo! hahaha, xian didnt come tdy so nobody to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr, OHOH, HAD ART:D my ohso favourite subkect. drawed another view of my shoe. DAMN NICEEEEEEEEE PLEASE. :DD hahaha. woooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sch was damn tiring lah. i almost slept during science. but it was miss wong lehhhhhh. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sch went to 7-11 to buy chocolate. was thinking of should go with the team or go ourself. haha, went ourself instead. -.- took to newton. hahahah, then we lost our way. we took 171 to scgs. &amp; we asked the uncle if this bus go to ccab. the uncle was like, "huh?" hahaha. wth. ya anw then we walked all the way to the bus stop, in between of SJI&amp;amp; scgs. haha, i was like shit wht bus are we suppose to take. then we dont know lah. asked uncle uncle also dont knw. taxi driver also dont know. then while waiting we wanted to ask any of the sji, hahah! like so funny. this guy he was doing this swimming action. so i said, "AYE ASK HIM LAH. i think he know, he swimming one!" hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda didnt dare to ask.-.- so was like, wth. aiya, better then nth, i just asked "err excuse me do you all know where is ccab?" haha, then he smiled at me. -.- &amp; said : yeap, two bus stops up."hen we ask him which bus, he said 100+ bus will take you dare. haha, he quite HOT lah. hahahah, so nice lah. i have a GOOD impression of sji guys now. :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we saw this gymnast girl in the bus, guessed she was gg to ccab so we followed her. lol, true enough yeap. then we went there got this hockey match. DAMN COOL LAH. i played before. haha, so fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Match started &amp; we went in. yuying vs whitley. WHITLEY WIN OBVIOUSLY :D hahaha. err i think it was 23-39 or something. woooo. number 9 like DAMN HANDSOME, she's bunk. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back in 153 &amp;chilled at tp for awhile. went home&amp;amp;met GERALD :DDD, hahaha my stupid didi. disturbed him,&amp;he FELL. haha, ON HIS OWN. LOL:D haah, played basketball with him. WITH MY ACHING MUSCLESSSSSS. how strong can i get. haha PUI. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAWN CAME ! hahaha, its been damn long since i went down&amp; saw the,. hahaha, &amp;amp; true enough. thye were SHITTTTTTTTTY. hahahha, shawn was being like a sex addict. its damn gross. he said to me" aye shake my hand lah, i wanna touch you lah, damn long nvr touch girls" THEN I SCREAMED. hahaha. fuck him man! hahaha, then gerald was SO CUTE, ya right. haha, but i love him lah. LOL. shawn was being damn EWWW, HORNY!? hahahaha. he keep talking abt having sex&amp; stuff. damn i felt GROSSED OUT. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw shawn frm chiltern coming back. went to say hi. haha. yeap, i played awhile. SOCCER&amp;BASKETBALL:D haha, shawn said i look differnt like lost weight&amp;amp; my hair like funny. NOTHING IS WRONG WITH ME. hahaha. ya soccer damn fun, but i almost lost my head, haha almost kena ram. in shcool&amp;downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left around 715 with gerald. kept whacking him, so fun. haha had fun with them altough was dead tired. haven been sleeping late lately. shawn said my eyes damn small, is it?! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOH, haha sch was funny. cause germaine said she cant step on her head shawdow. then i tried. hahaha true enough cant. then i step on hers&amp; she step on mine&amp;amp; we banged our head with each other, DAMN PAIN LAH. got bruise ah. hahaha. we kept laughing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont make promises if you know you're gonna break them.&lt;br /&gt;woo, i dont give a shit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo,its a long post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115262309846086055?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115262309846086055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115262309846086055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115262309846086055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115262309846086055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/fuck-my-comp-man.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115253661218029669</id><published>2006-07-10T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T21:03:32.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITALY SO DONT DESERVE IT PLEASE ! its sooo obvious tht france was the better team. heh ! eff lah. haha anyw, i watched the match till half time then i fell asleep&amp; the next thing i know i woke up &amp;amp; saw blue people jumping. lol, its obvious isnt it. then my dad said 5-3. i was like @#% haha. me,my sis&amp;dad slept outside in the living room. i slept on the sofa. haha, it was like a refuge camp. haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya okay, so i was damn tired in school. I ONLY HAD 5 OF SLEEEEEP. plus the weather was stinking good lah, so cold. it was meant to be a sleeping day. haha, anw. instead of sleeping, i went high. hahaha. cause i plugged in into screamo&amp; rock lah. then i started like keep shaking my head. hahaha ! then germaine was like o.0 hahaha. &amp;amp; we had pe. so on the way down i was jumping&amp; GOING MAD LAH. I SWEAR IT WAS DAMN FUN. like in a gig. haha! so fun. then took many shit picturs with gaillie,wanted to take me jumping up&amp;amp;down but GALLIE'S CAM SUCKS. hahaha, will take tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, played soccer during pe. then halfway eddie yong ask me take my napha. @$#^%$ then i was like, SHITTY LAH. i did so bad. at least i didnt fail. but my knee started to hurt again. aww man, its been hurting this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, my basketball sucks badly now. i havent been playing for 3weeks or less. OMG, shittttt. im like always gg out every fri night no time to swim or play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya okay school damn boring lah anw. i wasnt listening much. i was thinking of others ! hahaha. yyaya sure whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school i went to rita's place, TO STUDY. hahah ! well... we DID. hahaha. when we reached we were like doing our things first lah. then i tried reading my compre homework. hahaha, then i saidy "AYE rita take picture leh" hahaha. then used my phone actually. but later she said her camera charged alre, then we started taking alot picturs. ITS LIKE DAMN LAME LAAAAAAH. hahaaha. damn funny too. some were like, lying on the floor, superman,&amp; then she got pet fish what. so i ask her take fork&amp;amp;knife &amp; we posed like we were gonna eat. hahaha !aiya i will upload when she sends me. haha ! then i studied. HAHA. which is like last 20mins. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay im into a new song by just surrender. didnt really take notice of it, but i AM LOVING IT NOW, damn hot&amp;nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, i don't need you anyway. so fuck off, dislike me? i dont like you too. oops sorry !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Can Barely Breathe :: JUST SURRENDER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me girl what were you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Hit me with something that will make this worth my time&lt;br /&gt;Take it back, take it all back now&lt;br /&gt;Every promise I made was just another mistake with you&lt;br /&gt;Tell the truth if you think that you can take it&lt;br /&gt;But I know, you wont I never felt so all alone&lt;br /&gt;But when it was safe I turned my back and the blade came through&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely breathe And I can barely breathe&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand on top of the roof top wondering Is it good?&lt;br /&gt;Yea it's good for jumping&lt;br /&gt;Take back every word you said&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can barely breathe (and I can barely breathe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now can you still taste him?&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know you'll never wash your hands of this&lt;br /&gt;Take it back, take it all back now&lt;br /&gt;Every drunken kiss that landed on his lips from you&lt;br /&gt;Make a move if you think that you can make it&lt;br /&gt;But I know, you wont I never felt so all alone&lt;br /&gt;But when it was safe&lt;br /&gt;I turned my back and the blade came through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely breathe&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely breathe&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand on top of the roof top wondering Is it good?&lt;br /&gt;Yea it's good for jumping&lt;br /&gt;Take back every word you said&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can barely breathe (and I can barely breathe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand on top of the roof top wondering Is it good?&lt;br /&gt;Yea it's good for jumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take back every word you said&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can barely breathe (and I can barely breathe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your tounge&lt;br /&gt;You know nothing about this&lt;br /&gt;Don't even get involved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you watch as I'm falling down&lt;br /&gt;Because you are the reason I'd hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be the one that breaks me&lt;br /&gt;You will be the one that breaks me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know that every tear you cried&lt;br /&gt;Is a memory left from when you watch me die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i'll haunt your dreams&lt;br /&gt;With all these pieces you stole of me&lt;br /&gt;Of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand on top of the roof top wondering Is it good?&lt;br /&gt;Yea it's good for jumping&lt;br /&gt;Take back every word you said&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can barely breathe (and I can barely breathe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand on top of the roof top wondering Is it good?&lt;br /&gt;Yea it's good for jumping&lt;br /&gt;Take back every word you said&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can barely breathe (and I can barely breathe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115253661218029669?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115253661218029669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115253661218029669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115253661218029669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115253661218029669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/italy-so-dont-deserve-it-please-its.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115244809940840208</id><published>2006-07-09T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:28:19.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ef you lah itunes. so effing user unfriendly. &amp; still gotta wait for the songs to covert to mp3. argh. so effing long lah. i got no patience ! maybe i have to cme back early tmrw to do it. shitty LAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyones thinking tht italy will win, HELL NO. france will win, so shutup the rest of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya church service today was kinda good, i didnt sleep:D haha. had lunch with my mum friends again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tmrw again. just realise tht ive been back for one month alre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit you itunes for being so laggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i was being stupid, ive made up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;God planned it out for me, he knows my future. so i don't give a damn tht you're gone. ITS TIME I MOVE ON. i should have done tht long ago.&lt;br /&gt;woo, its one mnth since you left, GOODBYE (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115244809940840208?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115244809940840208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115244809940840208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115244809940840208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115244809940840208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/ef-you-lah-itunes.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115235423992838861</id><published>2006-07-08T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T18:26:09.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ya okay, so thanks to my comp i can't blog for so many days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember what happen now, shit. okay never mind. i will just talk about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended at 12. it seems like a really short day. time passed really fast. i spend most of the time during english taking pictures while they read the lit book. hahahah, so fun lah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i left with germaine,rita&amp; stacey. hahah, went high with priya also, no its not. we went high laughing at her. hahaha&amp;amp; i kept jumping &amp; laughing. hahah mad lah, should have rolled on the road. it would have been much more fun. hahahah. we were supposed to go for some sushi. hahah, but we ended up in macs cause i wanted to meet esther. (: saw nat, she gave me ice cream ! hahah damn, i just love her :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so waited for est, nicholas tan too. i saw him. he's like so MEAN. he saw me then he ran off. argh. haha. then he went out&amp;amp; came back in. lol-.- &amp; he said he taller. like !#^%*(1 whatever ! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to rita's place, &amp;amp; then started gg high again. laughing&amp;laughing. lol. &amp;amp; i started whacking rita&amp; stacey. germaine went back alre. hahaha. okay, so she took her stuff&amp;amp;we went to tp to meet peixuan, her friend. haha, she's like those cute&amp;sweet girls. haha. ya okay. we went to staircase to talk&amp;amp; then some do their stuff. sherlynn came after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home once robin told me that he finished his tuition. &amp; YOU KNOW WHAT. i did a good DEEEDDD. :DD hahah, i let the aunty&amp;amp; her granddaughter sit lah. i SAT IN THE SUN. hahaha, how nice can samantha get, wooooo. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so i was late by A FEW MINS. we reached at the same time but i had to walk cause i was taking bus! ^#&amp;!@&amp;amp;(^* hahaha. okay headed to marina square toc atch a movie. movie was at 720. so we bought the ticks&amp; went to eat.&amp;amp; headed over to esplande again, hahaha ! we really have no more idea where to go! hahaha. okay lah, my hair was damn ARGH, messed up by the wingd. so i went &amp; styled before we went back to marina. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo, i sprayed so much tht it lasted me though the whole night. hahaha. watched the world's fastest indian. i think it was kinda boring at first. but it was kinda funny lah. hahaha. i kept scratching him with my oh so long nails. hahaha he seemed angry but he let me scratch. hahaha, so fun lah. LOL. im sadist. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya okay the movie ended kinda late, around 930 i think. ehaded to the merlion ! MERLION IS DONE CLEANING ! hahah, i was so happy that i kinda walked damn fast over. hahah ! it doesnt look like it has been cleaned. hahaha ! still the same. lol. we took some pictures, haha. we acted really emo. hahaha. robin's really EMO, youyouyou emo SHIT. hahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home around 1140, damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wed, we had to this canteen thing lah, so me, sj, amanda&amp;amp; jodi sat one table. we started talking to laoshi about things. &amp; talked abt relationships. suddenly she said, "if one day the person you love leaves, don't let it affect you" in chinese. then jodi turned around &amp;amp; said "YA, YOU" hahah, then i felt like damn touched LAH. lol, seriously ! i felt like crying. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, jodi brought camera. &amp; the next thing was tht everyone was taking pics. i mean the 8 of us. hahaha, i used my phone, stacey used hers, gail used hers, &amp;amp; aiya, forgot. hahaha alot pictures lah, it was so fun. haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had drums today, tk came to ps to like see me. i was like shit whts he doing here. then i just went over to say hi&amp; i left. was meeting my mum. ya, any, bought my testing pads but could'tn find the sticks jiating wanted me to buy. BOUGHT MY MP3! aaah, im like so happy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let go, stop being stupid. im giving up. i just wanna be happy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's more but im lazy to upload.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wanna give up, but YOU JUST SPOILT EVERYTHING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you deleted it, ARGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115235423992838861?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115235423992838861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115235423992838861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115235423992838861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115235423992838861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/ya-okay-so-thanks-to-my-comp-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115228880949793744</id><published>2006-07-08T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T00:13:29.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its 12.06am, on 8th of july. HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICHOLAS ANG(: hahaha, stay shitty. :D nah, you're one yr older alre, have fun.(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My monitor crashed on me for two days. i just got my new one. i ve got lots to blog, but i will blog tmrw. ya, SO GOODBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115228880949793744?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115228880949793744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115228880949793744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115228880949793744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115228880949793744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-12.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115201041984172386</id><published>2006-07-04T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:53:39.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think everyone wasn't in a good mood today. well i know my mood stunk lah. i kept quiet most of the time, argh. maybe i was dman tired, yeah i think so. i only had like 6hrs of sleep, which is like so fucking not enough. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the newsouthwales exam was damn chicken lah. until the free response section. i read the ques &amp; i just said efffffffff you, &amp; i went to sleep. haha. not much people did it. i saw that everyone left it blank. like wtf, they give you like some number&amp;amp; they ask you whats the last two number, 1!$#*&amp; what kinda question is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love art, aha! i think i can draw really well. HAHA, we dont need amanda yeo anymore. hahaha ! anw now that she's left. they ask me to help them draw. :DDD hahaha, this can actually help me to boost my self esteeeem. wooo, hahaha. we had to draw our shoes. &amp; like i draw the side view, still have to draw back&amp;amp; top. arghhhhhh. so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, i stayed back waiting for jiating to end school. haha, I WAS ATCUALLY STUDYING in the canteen AFTER SCHOOOOL. ;DDDD hahah, i didn't listen to fong during math. so jodi was sort of etaching me, AYE no. i did IT MYSELF :D haha. no lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;despite waiting for him, he still said i was late. arghhhhhh. had to run for the train too. yea okay. so it was effing hot btw. haha, jiating like say me until so bad laaaaah. my cymbals hit till like, no energy. haha! then he say HIT HARDERRRRRRR. hahaha. had practical today. ya had to dl this software later. lets hope my comp dont crash. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joce&amp; shoajie aks me to go sengkang i dont want. although i was free after the lesson i decided to go home. watched some tv&amp;amp; i slept. ha, i was damn tired please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gail said that i've kinda change to be more emo now ever since what happened during the holidays. i did? haha. she said like, as in whenever i have problems now i feel weak. hey look whose talking babe, you're the one feeling so emo everytime now. i see you looking so drained. come on, you're not the gail i know. anw i will be there for you gallie, the goat. hahah ! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well sometimes i dont know how i feel too. i know i still love you, but its fucking painful. yes, i know. i kept thinking about the times we had. i know its all over, but i miss you badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IMISSYOUSO-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115201041984172386?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115201041984172386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115201041984172386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115201041984172386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115201041984172386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-think-everyone-wasnt-in-good-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115193551328005241</id><published>2006-07-03T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:05:13.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School holidaaaaaay. only for today -.- i have this feeling tht tmrw has no school. haha it hink everyone does lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to have this "gathering" thing. with the thirteen. ended up cancelled cause many couldn't go&amp;dont want to go too. dots ! hahaha, lucky i had back up. hahah. went to tp safra to play pool with est&amp;amp; willis. lol. i came late. managed to play 2half games only. my POOL TOTALLY SUCKS SERIOUSLY. how long havent i touched the cue ball. hahah. like seriously lousy. maybe cause i am using a new method, MUST PRACTICEEEE! i must be better then willis. damnit. !~$%&amp;^ hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shit lah, was late meeting amanda. lol. cause willis dont lemme go lah. sorrrrrry. haha. trained to somerset. peggy,justin&amp;gary was there alre. haha. okay we were late, IM SORRRRY ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont really know peggy but we clicked very well. haha talked alot ! about tk&amp; alot people. haha. I DIDNT KNOW HE WAS SO FLIRT. like, seriously i thought he was pure. shit you. ive been fooooooled. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked the whole of orchard. okay SOME PARTS. haha, first to heeren, cathay, taka, wisma,&amp; to far east. haha, window shopping. peggy taste was about the same like mine. ONLY IN MUSIC, ewww, she listens to techno. #$%^#^&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha ! i bought eye liner. lol. how vain can i get. i kept making my hair lah, its so effing nice please. hahaha, thanks to my styling ! haha. amanda helped me put on the eye liner. haha ! peggy put too.&amp; we kept laughing &amp;amp; laughing. lol, we were dman vain lah. haha i think this is one of the most fun times. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errrr, the guys like so poor thing. they kept tagging behind. like HELLO? what do you get when you go shopping with girls ?! haha. we went into almost EVERY boutique. haha&amp; we played with toys at taka. haha, i saw so many vans shoes. the shoes i wanna buy cost like around50bucks. yay, its kinda cheap. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin&amp; ming qian came around 5 plus i think, &amp;amp; comfirm plus chillychopchop mingqian took a cab. HAHA ! like, they called me 15mins before. &amp; they were at queensway. so fast reach !? haha. we were at wisma. so they came, haha so funny. we ran into mango. then the guys ran into nike. hahaha! like should have seen how fast we were in the shops! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaaay. last stop went to far east. window shop. me&amp;peggy were looking for the crown necklace. cost like from 10-27 bucks &amp;amp; more. well thats how much i saw. haha. errrr, went to attitcus, the bands shop. AAAAAH, i saw so many hot ones PLEASE! haha, afi one was not VERY NICE. hahaha. the saosin one was HOT MAN. hahaa, &lt;3333 hahaha, it cause super hot too. haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost them after awhile. -,- mingqian WANT TO EATTTTTTTT. eat so much.. argh. we wanted to go but they ask us to wait. wait for 5mins&amp; they were done. walked to mrt. haha, amanda was taking another line. i could have take to tp but i didnt wanna take 159. took to serangoon instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, was talking to peggy. haha she was saying about justin. justin LIKE SO POOR THING! he looks good, but peggy just DONT LIKE HIM. hes like so sad all the time. i think he looks kinda cute&amp;goodlooking. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin sent me to the bus stop, aww. so nice. hahaha. thanks. okay, home. mum said i was vain. my sis could tell i was wearing eyeliner, IT WASNT EVEN OBVIOUS. even i couldn't tell. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; TO MAKE THINGS WORSE. about the mainstream shit, afi was heard on mtv. ARGGGGGGGGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools starting tmrw again&amp; im still in the holiday mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh, im really trying to forget you badly. why is it that its just so difficult? not talking to you don't help. i still think of you most of the time. &amp;amp; i bet im going down sooner or later. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115193551328005241?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115193551328005241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115193551328005241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115193551328005241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115193551328005241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/school-holidaaaaaay.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115183300596081969</id><published>2006-07-02T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T17:36:45.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;F*CKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. IM LIKE SO DAMN SAD LAH OKAY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PANIC!, TBS, AFI&amp; LOST PROPHETS ARE GOING MAINSTREAM. LIKE !?!!??!?!?!!? AAAAAAAAAH. i went to hmv&amp;amp; they are selling their album at cheapshit okay. my sister told me that tbs was actually selling at 40bucks, its selling at 17fucking bucks now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effffff lah. &amp; when people start hearing them&amp;amp; later who knows, techno shit. @@$&amp;)(*&amp;amp;^%$#@ seriously IM SO PISSSSSSSSED. PISSED, EFFFFFF. aaaaaaaah. im soooooo damn upsettttt !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like, if no tbs i would have felt better. and AFI. aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh. I HATE THE MUSIC INDUSTRY. i mean the mainstream shit. effff them. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church. i feel so bad, like my attitude hasnt been really good this days. so like, right after church. i quarreled with my mum. argh, shutup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i came back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know i had letters to you from finch laaaaah. i was finding some more. -.- i just found it. &amp; i HAVE the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, i saw lynn ytd. i scolded her again. haha ! it was so fun. she was so scared of me. @#%$^&amp;(*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i think im into screamo songs now. hahaha. not those hardcore one. maybe like not too much one lah. lol. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well maybe its because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want you to know that, i miss you, i miss you so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this totally reminds me of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115183300596081969?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115183300596081969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115183300596081969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115183300596081969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115183300596081969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/fckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115177050232787976</id><published>2006-07-01T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:15:02.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay yesterday was tiring. youth day celebration. studied till 920 then had recess, haha. the performance was super funny. the quiz was lame lah, hahah. but it was worth laughing. lolllll. anw, then i only liked the dance part. like omg, adeline tan danced like so gracefully. ahhaha, &amp; then OMGOMG, MR KONGGGGGG, hahaha. i think i will forgive him, even though he caught me for my hair. haha. he dance like, OMGGG, hahaha. like soooooo cooooooool. hahaha. HE'S DAMN HOTTT. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lilybok danced like, OMG. hahaha, all of us laugh till we almost crieddd can. hahaha. she's retiring btw, yay. no more ugly fashion sense. haha. so mean, but eww. i really don't like her. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, "sean" asked me to go out. well so i said okay lah. hahah. met at tp then went to j8. lol. wanted to watch just my luck. saw leah ! haha. with joshua they all. i know josh&amp; clarence but the other two don't know. haha. so made friends. they look so bengish. hahaha. but they SO CUTE. esp aloysious. haha. so i asked them to watch movie with us. -.- they said okay &amp;amp; they bought superman. idiotic right. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sean after awhile said he cant watch the movie, when we bought the ticks. haha. so i said i sneak into the superman one. lol. cause it was about the same time lah. err, i think its alex, hes damn rich. hahah, he give people money like he atm machine. SERIOUSLY. haha they told me tht one mnth can get 200bucks from him. haha. then sean like no money lah, lol so aloysious give him 10bucks. hahah. ALL OF THEM ARE SO GENEROUSS. ahah, so alex give all of them 10 except me. ): hahaha, aiya nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was okay lah. the starting 30mins i think it was boring though. like 15mins later then they introduced superman -.- haha, but superman IS HOTHOTHOT. :D the boy too, so cute. &lt;3 haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierced my 6th hole with leah. cause closed what my sec one on my left. yeap, it didnt hurt though. not that pain lah. aloysious for trouble. so boring, stupid fight lah. the guy just see him not happy. -.- whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet robin after that at dhoby. for your INFO, I REACHED FIRST. hhaha, so you're late for the sec time okay ! haha,i think its the third actually. haha. okay so went tob ugis to eat. i was thinking &amp; thinking whether to eat. cause i scared my teeth will hurt. haha. so i still eat, &amp;amp; i ate half ! i felt so guilty. hahaha, cause waste food. blah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to esplanade &amp; chill there. &amp;amp; i started to think about many things&amp; i just started crying. sigh, i dont know what happen either. guess i havent really got over him yet. the cut is damn deeeep. blah. haha. so painful ! lol. &amp;amp; robin was like, haha, i dont know what he did lah. but his shirt was good for asorbing my tears. ahaha ! thanks lah alright. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home around 10 just nice, was afraid my parents were home so i cabbed back. fee was 3bucks. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay tdy, went to school. met stacey&amp; xian. like how united my class can be. EIGHT person turn up only.-.- out of 39. &amp;amp; 2e1 almost 3/4 people came. how nice right ! hahaha. whatever... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT person for one whole bus. haha so cool ah. hahaha, so yea, they sent two classes there but i think only one class in total. haha ! the weather was like scorching hottttt. ya really. saw CHARMAINE ! then i screamed. haha. &amp; fiona&amp;amp; tabitha. alot more, i can't remember. debra&amp; leah too. joce was there too. um, &amp;amp; manyany. &amp; so wierd. people tht i dont knpow start talking to me. like, huhhhhh. ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was damn boring lah. then glen was like being an idiot. i friendly with him only, &amp; he started disturbing me. cause we waved at each other. hahaha, in the bus. &amp;amp; we nvr really talk befor.e&amp;he keep hitting me lah. irritating.. &amp;amp; they were being idiots, seriously. then i scolded them. &amp; they kepy quiet. ha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left, around 7. like, wth. we followed the ppl&amp; we walked wrong way. like walk till the mrt like never ending. my leg hurts man now. &amp;amp; we went high sort of. haha, we kept laughing. over the chinese accent thing again, hahaha. say what beijing shit lah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah, finally we couldnt stand the walking. we wentto take a bus. bussed to lavender &amp; trained to city hall to meet robin. saw maple. she like so scared to see me. or smething. whatever. haha changed into my clothes&amp;amp; styled my hair. think this auntie stared at me when i sprayed my hair. haha, I WAS BEING SO EMO. i made my fringe like covering my eyes although it was kinda short. hahaha DAMN NICE LAH. im gonna make it like tht now. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so was late lah. haha suppse to meet at 7-11 &amp; i met him at the escalator, which is far. haha. went to marina &amp;amp; eat. damn hungry. haha. i had trouble eating. teeth kinda hurt still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, we didnt know where to got though. so went to near esplanade bridge. live band playing. not bad. haha. okay talked awhile.. &amp; .. I WENT TO SEE THE BABY MERLION ! hahhaa, mama one is washing. hahaha! its still the same -.- haha. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to city hall&amp; trained back. reached home around 1045. &amp;amp; MY LEGS ARE ACHING LIKE HELL. shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just LET GO, &amp;amp; forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yeah, if only i could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115177050232787976?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115177050232787976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115177050232787976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115177050232787976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115177050232787976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/07/okay-yesterday-was-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115157954009061892</id><published>2006-06-29T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T19:25:34.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was kinda boring, but time passed so fast. hah. we had to make the ideal classroom alre. so like, draw lah. my IDEA. :DD hahha, but in the end we didn't win too. well i think your taste sucks (: hahaha, :x whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so our was retro, checkered. everyone said it was nice please ! stupid chun yuan, he didn't even contribute.&amp; we were short of two people cause junhao&amp;amp;jingxiang didn't come. haha. i took a pic, so i will upload ltr. yeap. we didnt had time to do finish, cause we spend too much time colouring the black&amp; white thing. ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like boring lah, but we were rushing like the world was going to end. ahhaha. -.- lol. in the end we didn't win also. well i thought it was really creative, it was better then the rest. so you @$^*(#^&amp;amp;* hehe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, after the whole program when school ended, we went HIGH, seriously high. kept laughing at everything. ahhaha, &amp; the brand with 3stripes thing. cause aiyah, its difficult to say. hahaha, &amp;amp;then we laughed at everything. &amp; ESP THE JINGXIANG LOOKALIKE&amp;amp; THE "SAY NO" POSTER. hahahahahaha, like damn funny we did the girl &amp;guy action. hahaha. like wtf, everyone was staring at us in the train. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went to bishan cause amanda wanted to cut her hair. saw many people. i think. haha. i saw sara &amp; isabella. &amp;amp; joce too. can't remember who else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to hougang to meet brother &amp; all. so trained there. brother,lionel,kevin&amp;amp;clement&amp;his friend was there. we were waiting for robin&amp;amp;mq. yeap, after awhile they came. was like damn bored. didn't even talk to robin at all. -.- like, sigh never mind. okay tk came also ! like, i ask him if he got anything to reutrn me. I KNOW I GOT LOTS OF THINGS AT HIS HOUSE STILL. but he said nothing -.- hahah, whatever then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he was like, giving that damn sad face. lIKE WTH, so emo for what ! you were the one that liked another girl also what. isnt my faulttttt that we are not tgt anymore okay. whatever ! then he didnt even talk to anyone. &amp; just walked off. like wtff, attitude. hahah. &amp;amp;then the rest were like, haha wth is with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were sitting there, &amp;then like so funny. hahah. this uncle keep walking&amp;amp; kick the cup.&amp; amanda was like going mad or something. hah,she 's love sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home around 510 i think. youth day tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling sick:/ my head hurts badly&amp;amp; i feel warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;CAUSE YOU DONT EVEN BOTHER TO LOOK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;i still think of you all the time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0029.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="239" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0029.0.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look through the window, what do you see (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0059.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0059.1.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="214" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0061.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if you think its ugly, shutup(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/1600/Picture0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="201" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6107/393/320/Picture0064.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BRAND WITH THREE STRIPES, ADIDAS, HAHAHA. :DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMGOMGOMG, CYNTHIA IS BACK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115157954009061892?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115157954009061892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115157954009061892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115157954009061892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115157954009061892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-was-kinda-boring-but-time-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115150157786352367</id><published>2006-06-28T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:32:57.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid comp, was blogging halfway then the comp hanged. shit lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school was pretty much slacking. all i had to do was make chocolate. hahah ! lol. -.- like, the whole point was to creat a ideal classroom -.- like, shit lah. what has chocolate got to do with the classroom !? ahha, at least ikea &amp; the library had something to do with it? lol. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i made so many chocolates, haha, we made two servings. GERMAINE, you stole my chocolate. you in a rush take everything for what ! its MINE OKAY. OKOKOK. heh, anw. your chocolate is with stacey. cause i was gg out.&amp; it MELTED. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like decorate &amp; stuff. the towel stinks badly lah okay. so we made till 12 then had to go for call. my legs were aching okay. why cant we cook&amp;amp; sit down. hahah. i wanna take f&amp;n next yr, but oh so nice Whitley dont let express take. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so they let us of early. 130 school was over. stupid, the school smelled like the sewage pipe burst. then aaron said that "the toiletbowl must have exploded." hahahahah, in chinese lah. so it was more funny. ahhaha. but i think it was the feterlizer thing. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,went to dhoby to meet robin after amanda ate finish. i waited so long &gt;. hahah. but had my songs lah. lol. so like waited for 10+mins i think. so we went to bugis. haha, we were like quiet in the beginning&amp; then we started talking lah. lol. we went to the library again, hahah i mean not again. first time with him but alot times there. lol. so we went to The Retreat again ! ahhaha, i mean ME again. lol ! so yeap, we talked for about a hour or so. around 4 we left i think. lol. ah, walked to esplanade&amp;amp; talktalk blahblah. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go to esplanade during the evening was okay actually. i thought it would be like so damn hot. cause like the weather this few days like hooott. hahah. but it was like really windy&amp; stuff. so yeap, we talked till 630. ahhah. alot things to talk lah. my mouth hurts. i mean mt teetttttthhh. hahah. okay errrrrr, so yea we went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 7. haha. i had to call my mum to buy porridge back for me. i didn't eat the whole day ! i couldnt eat. hah. tmrw schs gonna be boring again. sigh. the project thing. i dont feel like going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well i was thinking about all the times we had. &amp; there were tears in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i bet you don't even bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115150157786352367?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115150157786352367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115150157786352367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115150157786352367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115150157786352367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/stupid-comp-was-blogging-halfway-then.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115140982258656655</id><published>2006-06-27T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T20:03:42.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My teeth hurts, seriously. i got my braces on alre. AAAAAAAH, when i left the dental it didnt hurt a bit. now, its hurting. aaaaaaah. thank God i ate earlier when it didnt hurt, i didnt know it wll hurt so much. ANYW, my colours are like, orange&amp; green. DUUUHHH/ hahaha, look like carrot. BUT IT HURTS. so i wont talk much, so dont disturb me tmrw, thannnnnnks. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay, as usual. like SO HAPPY. my sit&amp; reach 44cm. HAHA ! germaine only got 27 ! HAHAH, yaaaaaaaaaay. like aaaah, im so happy. hahaha. i told eddie yong i dont wanna do the rest, do it next week. hahah i think he realises how bad he treats us last time, &amp;amp; hes changing. AWWW, there's sitll room for improvement ! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, so we are like wondering what stupid course did ms wong went, shes like totally diff. kept making us do exercises !? like. breathe in &amp; out. i might need them next time when im giving birth. hahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, the history teacher, i finally know whats her name. i thought they kept saying "misser misser" hahaha, &amp; i was like WHAT? i asked usha &amp;amp; she said "miss ng" hahaha, then i like wHAT !? alot time, hahaha, then i finally got it. like, wth. ahhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she was at the third floor, sheryl was at the fourth. waved at sheryl &amp; SHE THOUGHT I WAVED AT HER. i was like ......%%&amp;amp;!@# hahaha. then i ran off. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had like, ONE COMPO, TWO BOOK REVIEWS. its the second day oNLY PLEASE. omg. im not doing it. haha. tmrw got this project work thing, so my number is like. chocolate making. HAHA, the rest was either ikea or esplanade's library. SO BORING. ahhaha, but i hate it cause its in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its dman painful. im talking to robin and i keep "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh." its really painful !! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a jerk. if you didn't like me why do you keep telling me that you still love me, just shutup &amp;#^&amp;amp;@ off okay. go for her lah, i wish you all the best. you're just trying to make me jealous. well im not, SO GOODBYE OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; STOP running away from reality. its not going to WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shityoubastard. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115140982258656655?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115140982258656655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115140982258656655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115140982258656655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115140982258656655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-teeth-hurts-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115132544779584832</id><published>2006-06-26T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T20:37:27.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, the first day of school was pretty boring. i slept most of the time. i was like damn tired !? i only had like 6 hrs of sleep, WHICH IS SO NOT ENOUGH. okaaay ! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well we got to change our seats, i mean like lazy fong dont even give a damnnnn. ahhah, so everyone changed. STUPIDD PRIYA, YOU TOOK MY PLACE, I NEED TO TAKE THE ONE AT THE CORNER. you #$#%^&amp; hahaha, i was just kidding. :D, well i went to school late. haha, aint tht great? late on the first day. hahah. i mean like, i just reached in time for assembly. haha, i felt like a rockstar. HAHA, shutup samantha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, so i sat with germaine, like ALL 8 of us sat on the .. err left. yeap, like the whole row?! haha, OKAY MIRA YOU'RE AN EXTRA, NOW GO PLEASE. hahah. so yeap, we all sat tgt, the whole left side's gonna be noisy. hahah. anw, the new timetable is shitttty please. like, monday got two pe. pe,english,&amp; PE AGAIN, &amp;amp; guess what. its gym, my ohso favourite subject. like bullshit please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, okay.. so todya didnt study much. everyone didnt bring books. new timetable what. haha, i brought some but i was damn tired to take out. DAMN YOU GERMAINE, she got a big space on her left,&amp; ITS GONNA BE HER JUNK PLACE. like, dman. the vp came in&amp;amp; like i think she saw. well MANY TEACHERS saw, asked her to clear, she didnt want. went she left for choir, I CLEAN IT UP FOR YOU OKAY. i like stack the newspaer ontop of her junk. HAHA, im so nice right. AT LEAST IT LOOKS NEATER NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a new history teacher, shes like. soft. -.- &amp; she make us copy copy copy. &amp;amp; so i slept. well too bad. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh, mrs singh iS SO NICE. hahah, she asked me about my trip, hahah. lol, so.. she said she wanna go there too. yay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wnet out with amanda&amp;xian aft sch. haha. i was late. i had to meet jiating for drums. lol. so i had to go there myself. damn the weather is so hot. okaaay, ahha. damnit, his house soooooo big. how many storeys?! like 3 or 4 huh. i know, i had to climb ALOT. hahah. so the lesson was okaaay, but i think it helped alot. hahah, I KNOW IM LOUSY. you dont have to say yamaha lousy. HAHA. -.- i need more prac, gotta get a practice pad. ohohoh, hes got a dog, its kinda cute. its quieter then much dog. hahah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am saving for my drum set. i didnt even eat pLEASE, like omg i was starving like hell. i slepnt 8bucks today. OH SHIT. haha mainly cause of the lesson lah. tuition just now. i have a book review to do.&amp; i doubt im doing it, but its for mrs singh ! HAHAH, shutup again samantha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay so goodbye for now. wow its a long post for THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL (: hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115132544779584832?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115132544779584832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115132544779584832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115132544779584832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115132544779584832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/okay-first-day-of-school-was-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115122838114486196</id><published>2006-06-25T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T17:39:41.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKay so i havent been blogging. haha im busy lah.&amp; tht day i wanted to blog, WELL YEAH I DID HALF WAY,&amp;amp; then my comp hanged, like wtf ? !#$%$&amp; shit it. i typed alot ! hahaha. okay never minddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOLS STARTING TMRW, YAYYYYY.&amp; i can get to see all of them again. haha. &amp;amp;hopefully, it will get you out of my mind:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay ! thurs was gooood. :DD the gathering thingay. haha, yeah we had fun didn't we. swimming. aww, no bbq. but the guard said there was someone booking the pit,&amp; he said the pit was OKAY. &amp;amp; my maid said the namangement said tht the pit was spoil? @$#@^% shit you. whoever. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, dinner&amp; stuff, well i kept quiet most of the time. my mum was there, like i was afraid i would say the wrong thing. haha ! so we went down to the pool. was playing truth or dare&amp;amp; so unlucky haha, please remind me it was a bad day for me. lol. i was the first one so i had to do a dare, drank a gulp of the swimming pool water. hahaha, like EWWWW. who swam there?! who did things in there OR WHATSOEVER. HAHA ! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found it like damn boring cause we couldnt do much dares, so i thought of playing dog&amp;bone. HAHA, IT WAS LIKE SO FUN. i miss touch rugby. lol. okok, SO YEAH, i was like sort of the referee lah. lol so two teams. HAHA, then leah changed. well i joined lynette's group. hahah, number 1, tht was me&amp;amp; stacey. LOL, they say SHIT LAH! samantha sure trash stacey like hell. HAHA, :ppppp hahahaha. ANYWAY, I JOINED THEIR ETAM, it was like 4-nill. guess what, the ending score was 7-11. we had two bonuses. cause like all came out. I LIKE, BROUGHT IT BACK ! hahahaha. if you get what i mean. :DD hahaha. &amp; we were like screaming&amp;amp; shouting. i bet the residents were gonna complain. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the forfeit we were like thinking, we couldnt throw them into the pool, i will get into trouble. so i just said put your head under the shower thing,&amp; they agreed. hahah. they pushed boyfriend in ! lol. &amp;amp; she wasnt even suppose to forfeit. -.- hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rested awhile before heading up to drink. (: ahah, well i guess all of them heard my story,:/ hahah, its sad right ! but im the one suffering. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed up to drink vodka. lOL, i like drank 2half cups,&amp; my face went red. I DONT FEEL DRUNK OKAY. my mum said omg, you cant drink. I CAN ALRIGHT. hahah. the last cup's alcohol was like damn strong. hahah, but it was okaaaaay. :/ hahaha. well anw i love being drunk, dont i? :/ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They left around 10. yep, i had fun&amp; i love you guys. oh oh, it was, leah,sherlynn,debra,stacey,stacy,yvonne,angie,lynette.PLUS ME,ohoh &amp;amp; rita. but she left like super early -.- her dad didnt allow lah. like super funny, she&amp; neveon was the one tht organised it. %$&amp;amp;@#&amp;  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay, so friday i was free in the afternoon. i thought nicholas wanted to come over to do his pictures but he nvr msg me. so yea whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germaine decided to come over, like around 445. hahaha. -.- cause she wanted to borrow many things from me. lol. -.- well we waited for Aidil to come&amp; we went down, well before tht. hahah, we were like looking for eye liner, but my mum only has brown. LIKE, eww it doesnt suit me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went down, i forgot my cam&amp; we had to go up again. lol! met him at the bus stop. so bus-ed to my LOUSY schoool. hahaha, like seriously, OUT OF ALL PLACES, WHITLEY !? hahah. so old school. hahaha. -.- okay, so the whole gig was okay lah. somehow it was boring. maybe except for 3dash1&amp;amp; ronin,&amp; err, I FORGOT. hahaha. okay never mind. Aidil got moshed !&amp;amp; we were like pushing everyone. hahah, my leg got bruise, lol, &amp; its kinda swollen. hahaha. but it was fun, &amp;amp; DAMN HOTTTTTT. LIKE SERIOUSLY. hahaha. germaine left around 830. i saw pearlyn, adeline,eileen&amp;tracey, didnt manage to find oreal. i lost aidil halfway through. i mean like around 9plus. hahah, so i went behind to find me sister. like wowwwww, so cooling. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, i saw jiating. lol. i didnt stay for his performance though. cause i was gg back with aidil. yeah, haha. so um , i left around 10+. so home i go. i didnt wanna go back so early. did i mention tht the bus came exceptionally fast !? like, usually all the long waiting buses come like 2 mins or so? like, so shitty. hahah, so i called shawn&amp; ask him down. left after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat had drums, &amp; met my mum. I FINALLY PAID MY FEES. i dont have to fear going every sat again, although i got chaeated of 50bucks. oh well. haha, anw catched garfield with my sister&amp;amp; mum. it was okay lah. but at least it kill 2 hrs, rather then gg back with my mum. so we went to my grandma's hse. well, my sis changed her phone. @!$^%*&amp;(&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church was good. i came home myself, LIKE ALONE. without any phone. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I felt, upset&amp; disappointed after you left, like seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i guess tht, it would kill you to love me once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause i really long for you to love me once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; people tell me tht im just plain stupid. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for loving you&amp;amp; waiting for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well, i hope tht i can get you of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;school's starting tmrw, so is it boo, or yay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can get to see you guys again !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow this seems like a long post. (: hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115122838114486196?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115122838114486196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115122838114486196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115122838114486196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115122838114486196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/okay-so-i-havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115089813092286286</id><published>2006-06-21T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T21:55:30.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY. ITS LESS THEN 24 HOURS TO THE GATHERING. YAY. hahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SORRY NO MORE BBQ, BUT WE WILL STILL CATCH UP ALRIGHTTTTTTTTT. YAY. :DDD HAHAHA. I CANT WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH, ive got my braces,&amp; IT HURTS BADLY. hahah, like so sharp. ahhaha. -.- &amp;amp; then so pain&amp; i got problem speaking now. $!&amp;(*% damnit.&amp;amp; my hair so effffing short again. YAY. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with my mum just now&amp; yayness, shopping was hell loads of fun. that goes without saying. (: clothesclothesshoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye for now. &amp; my teeh still hurts. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww, G O O D B Y E. I MEANT IT.&lt;br /&gt;okay who am i kidding. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115089813092286286?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115089813092286286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115089813092286286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115089813092286286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115089813092286286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/yay-yay-yay-yay-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115081335554020287</id><published>2006-06-20T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T22:22:35.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAAAH, im superrrr tired can. like slept so late&amp; wake up so early todaaaay&amp;amp; yesterday. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with esther&amp; stacey to buy willis present. &amp;amp;while eating xinchin came. she looks so much differnt NOW PLEASE. she slangs so MUCH. hahaha, worse then me. HAHA ! :DD hahahah, we wanted to buy plain boxers&amp; draw on him for him. HAHAH. so funnnny. but we couldnt find, hahah. so wanted to buy spongebob but we felt so embarassed. HAHA. or some g string thing. hahaha. aiyah, ended up buying a shirt&amp;amp; wallet for him. lol. about 6 plus we went back cause most of us gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then gorilla called me, they were tlaking SHIT LAH. i dont know they kept saying tht what clement jio us go play pool. asked where he said hougang so i dont want. haha, so farrrrrr. &amp;amp;/ i was at tp!? hahah. going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw i dont know what gorilla said. he talked alot of crap&amp; wei xian also started alot. &amp;amp; now gorilla keep msging me, okay speak of the devil he just msged me. hah, im lazy to reply : D hahah, okok later. whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet them at 10 but i woke up at 930&amp; my maid was using the toilet so i reached around 1030 or so. haha ! but i think it was around 1130 plus when we left tp. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so went to sentosa with sherlynn,debra,leah,stacey,yvonne. reahced there&amp; the sky was damn dark lah. but we still went&amp;amp; played. lol. yvonne didnt play so we went to swim. damn lah, no more the float thing. !$#%^&amp; okay so we ate lunch after awhile. this group of malay guys were like !$^* idiot lah. like they played soccer&amp;amp; the ball missed&amp; hit sherlynn hard. but the girl super pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. aiyah, bullshit. okay anyw, actually nothing much. ahha, we just kept playing&amp; make sandcastles&amp;amp; stuff. &amp; TALK ! we need to catch up ALOT. haha, like 2 or 3mnths not close ever since i kept going to hougang to find kl &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. okaaaaaaaaay. we talked alot&amp; stuff lah. ahhah. cant remember much.&amp;amp; um, burried my legs. hahaha, burried debra half way she stand up. HAHAH. -.- WTH. aiyah so funny. the malay guy one of them go till super deep then he was like " AAAAAH HELP HELP, REALLY NOT BLUFFING." hahahahahha, so funny everyone looked. hahahahhahaha. &amp; then his friend threw the ball to him&amp;amp; he didnt get it so his friend must go, then the photographer threw the orange floating thing. hahaha, shit lah. then he went up awhile i pretend we were like drowning &amp;I THINK HE SAW. hahahaha omg im so mean, SORRY LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They left their ball there so i started playing soccer alone. ahhaha cause the rest were playing with the sand. so they joined me after wards &amp; it became volleyball. hahah, went into the water to play im the only one tht hits so hard. &amp;amp; its always in debra direction. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ltr the girl came &amp; we asked if they wanted bakc their ball, so she said it was okay if we played. then we ask when she wants it back then she asked again if we were playing now, &amp;amp; we said ya. lol she said okay can i have the ball back. LIKE WTh!??! hahahha, i dont know what she talking about. ahahh so we left to change&amp; stuff. damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back with leah&amp; stacey. hah. had a fun time. but damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, we're having a bbq on thurs, &amp; I HAVENT BOOK THE PIT. HAHA. shit lah. but i think should be can. I HOPE. it seems like we are all so close again. it was because of kl&amp;amp; all then i wasnt change. but ITS OKAY :D i dont blame anyone. ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, the breasties are all about loving. HAHAHA. told stacy that. haha. she going crazy now. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM PUTTING BRACES TMRW SHIT ! i cant eat then. oh maaaaan. haha. never mind. im BUSY THIS WHOLE WEEK. : D hahaha. yayyy, omg schools starting next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate your attitude. !&amp;#%&amp;amp; GOOOOOODDDDDDBYEEEEE. no more of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115081335554020287?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115081335554020287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115081335554020287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115081335554020287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115081335554020287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/aaaaaah-im-superrrr-tired-can.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115063232365309111</id><published>2006-06-18T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:05:23.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up feeling damn tired&amp; unwell. so like i was thinking to go church or not, hahah&amp;amp;i got ready &amp; stuff then i decided not to go cause i felt somehow the pain was killing or some sort lah. hahaha. so i slept till 2 &amp;amp; i felt better. my sister was watching naruto so i thought i would be nice&amp; joined her. haha! okay fine i was bored. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was boring again. the 5th day staying home. ohmygod. im rotting, seriously. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, happy fathers' day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has Orson- No Tomorrow , Placebo- Infra Red please send me okay? thanksthanks :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered what happened then. i don't want it to happen again :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;take my hand; he called ! :]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115063232365309111?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115063232365309111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115063232365309111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115063232365309111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115063232365309111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-woke-up-feeling-damn-tired-he-called.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115055363915956324</id><published>2006-06-17T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T22:13:59.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess i was stupid to believe your promises again. &amp; i was right to tell shawn that my misery starts again today. you don't even remember what you promised me. you dont take things seriously. i guess im just plain foolish. i don't know what to believe. im just stuck between reality&amp;amp; the fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; It kills.sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in the afternoon. tk came lah, then i was like shitshit what to do. so i pretend to be asleep &amp; my maid gave him the basketball cause he asked for it. hahah. i slept&amp;amp; wake up, it was about 430 or 5 ah, cant remember. so i felt bad for avoiding him all this while so i went down. hahaha, so we talked normaly &amp; stuff. somehow i dont feel wierd although we aint together anymore. i felt like he was my good friend or something. hahaha, we played but not as wild as last time. hahaha, but it was fun still. he kept staring at me then i told him i would call the police. hahahahaha, -.- whatever. but it was fun. we talked quite alot. hahaha. he seem so sad. hahah, i know him okaaayyy. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went up around7+ cause i was like, no form lah. yesterday more form okay, every shot also score please. :] hahaha, yayness. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are coming back tonight. which means no more sneaking out. ahah, yesterday was funny. i was recalling alot of things&amp; then shawn was afraid i cried. well actually i did :x but it wasn't obvious. i had to be positive, damn im trying hard okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. im unsure. my feelings are like really mixed&amp; i feel confused. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i was stupid to wait for you call, and you dont even remember.&lt;br /&gt;why did you even leave?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115055363915956324?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115055363915956324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115055363915956324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115055363915956324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115055363915956324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-guess-i-was-stupid-to-believe-your.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115044602520076324</id><published>2006-06-16T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T16:20:25.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I havent been going out this three days. today is the third one. if i didn't count the dental appointment&amp;sneaking out thing. sigh &amp;amp;$%^ damn lah. i like super bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another !@#&amp;* boring day. i wanna exercise. but i dont know lah. somehow you're* like avoiding me. sigh. aaaaaah. shit things. when i am bored i think of alot of things. and i go mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think gg sentosa tmrw, I HOPE. if its comfirm. :/ or tuesday. &amp; thurs we'g gonna have bbq. i think. hahaha, aiyah shit lah all not comfirm. not sure if have place not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like only one more week to school starts. fast :/ next friday rock concert. :/ hahaha, i dont knowwwwwwwww. i feel funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115044602520076324?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115044602520076324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115044602520076324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115044602520076324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115044602520076324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-havent-been-going-out-this-three.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115037939059499624</id><published>2006-06-15T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T21:49:50.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think that things are turning out better for me alre, i guess. :/ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night sneaked out, hees. hahah, met shawn from chiltern downstairs. i seriously like chiltern better lah, so quiet &amp; the guards dont give a damn. hahaha. so we talked for 2 hours plus then went home. around 230. ahah. lol, recieved alot of phone calls. hahah, asking me to go back&amp; stuff. anyway it was nice talking to him about my problems. (: thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dental appointment today morning. shit lah, i only slept for 7hrs &amp; i was damn tired. watched half of the germany match then i wanted to sleep. haha. we go so early also no use lah, like 1130 app, 1230 then my sis turn. -.- so like 1 then my turn. haha. my braces is like, !?!? she only put bottom teeth brackets. upper never. you know its like bathing half way then come out? hahaha. look so wierd. i have to wait till next wed then can put again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me dman long to eat lah. im having gastric. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kl,&amp; clement came over. they used my comp while i watch tv. boringggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went dinner with my sister &amp; friend. stupid shawn, i told him to wait for me at the lobby then he went to the court. i waited so long lah toot. ghahaha okay 10mins. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ihate today, so boring.&lt;br /&gt;Sneaking out again maybe :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115037939059499624?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115037939059499624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115037939059499624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115037939059499624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115037939059499624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-think-that-things-are-turning-out.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115026540890684867</id><published>2006-06-14T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T14:10:08.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, this two days had been great. well i guess so, if i didn't count the crying&amp; stuff.. uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday went out with &lt;strong&gt;germaine&lt;/strong&gt;. :D ladies night, hahaha. alright ladies noon. AH WHATEVER. we went out. hahahah, wanted to shop. but marina has NOTHING. -.- hahahah, cause mostly i bought alot of clothes from there alre, haahaha. -.- whatever. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited till 3 for the sushi buffet. hahahaha, &amp; germaine kept counting down to the time. CAUSE WE WERE DAMN HUNGRY PLEASE. hahahaha, around 2.57 i guess, we chionged to sakae, hahahah. then the guy said buffet on alre. lol, ordered alot of food. hahahaha, &amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; errr, PICTURES PICTURES. :D ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked from marina to bugis. lol. ): went to all the places that we used to had so much fun. :/ sigh, ANYW, pictures again &lt;strong&gt;PLEASE&lt;/strong&gt;. :DD hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to swee lee, i lost my drums sticks :/ AND I REALISE HOW DMAN HEAVY ARE MY STICKS NOW. my sister lah, keep asking me to buy nylon one. then i was like.. woaaaaaah. hahaha, super light. the one at yamaha one too. but i think ill get the yamaha one. cause i want zildjian one. hehs, and its about the same price. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;strong&gt;THE RETREAT&lt;/strong&gt; AGAIN. hahahha, then took some pics &amp; looked down as usual. hahah, we wanted aircon in the library. lol ! uh huh. so around 6 we went home. cause germaine gtg &amp;amp; i was meeting brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to play basketball. super hyper. I DONT KNOW WHY. lol, we played match. AND I NVR ONCE IN !@#^&amp;* group cause i couldnt stand him. ARGHHH. he thinks hes so good. damn it. i prefered to be with andrew. hahaha, so funny 2v3 we still won. :D hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked brother to jog with me 5 rounds. lol. he say steady he only jogged 3rounds. -.- hahahah, i did 5. then then then, 1v1 loser go winner stay. out of three i won one. CAUSE I WAS TIRED, you guys didnt run okay. loser ran one round. i lost to !@#*( so had to run 3 rounds. -.- sure thang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played match ltr with this guy. err, shawn's friend. ii asked shawn ltr. hahah. !#$%^ joined his group. we lost lah, OBVIOUSLY. stupid tht guy like tall lah. then i got banged by !#$%^ till i actually flew, &amp; i couldnt few the pain please. aaaaaaaah, then i was dman pissed. hahah, whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANT REMEMBER ANYTHING ELSE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i didnt cry on monday. i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, okay yesterday was fun. i think only during the night though. kl was angry with me so iw as like damn out of the place. went there &amp; stand there watching them play LAN LAH. !$^&amp;amp;*( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit, waited till 140 they left,&amp;waited for the rest to come. clement came&amp;amp; we went to buy ticks. like 10. hahah, then i didnt talk much &amp; clement asked if iw as okay. amanda came after all of them came. -.- the movie was like at 230. they camed at 240. ahha, but lucky gv 15min adv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun ISNT &lt;em&gt;SCARY&lt;/em&gt;. or isit ive grown older, not scared anymore? HAHA. bullshit. not scary lah. I DONT EVEN UNDERSTAND. they said the daughter&amp; the nun was the same person!? wth? why cause she dont know what lah. whoever watched explain to me again please. hahah, cause i asked bro&amp;amp;clement to explain they explain until i shout at them,. HAHAH, sorrrrrry. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the arcade again to play. boring.. lol. we left aft awhile. to marina for steamboat !:D hahah, idiot lah. do we looked like we are those damn easy to prey on? the aunty keep forcing us to go the her side. thank god after awhile tht sbs bus came, &amp; thank god gorilla was there. hahah he argued so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at the same place :D hahah. aaah, i COOKED SO MANY EGGS. ALL SO NICE. :D then sutpid weixian&amp; gorilla bully me. idiot lah. hahahah, got once. he throw his thing into my food. then i the table was like quite noisy. i stared at him then everyone keep quiet. HAHAH, i missed it man ! last time always like that! ahhahah. -.- then weixian said, "hor, you jialat liao, tonight no need go home alre. she call gang liao". hahaha, then just nice i got msg, then i took out my phone. lol everyone laughed. hahahaha. i shouted&amp; scolded jiahe, HE SUPER RUDE LAH. waliao, i almost beat him okay. gorilla also. then i give him tht look then he say OKOKOK, you win. ahhaha. then amanda was like super bored. AT LEAST CLEMENT WANTED MY EGG. AND BROTHER TOO:D hehes, weixian ate lil bit. idiot lah. he got the looks but hes super idiotic please. hahahah. and all gary know was to pluck prawn ! hahaha, took two plates of it lah. siao !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr, tht time it was still quite boring. amanda left &amp; she left me with all of the guys again): hahaha, but actually all of them are my good friends. hehes, ahahha. -.- but it just felt wierd cause kl wasnt there. played pool after that. omg gorilla super goooooooood. any angle also can hit lah. i lost. AS USUAL. hahahah. had to treat mingqian some drink cause we played this thing lah. WEIXIAN SO&lt;strong&gt; NOOOOOB&lt;/strong&gt;, hahahaha.in pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoho, then kl came. ((: he couldnt come cause of his mum bday. then brother left alre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah, then i started crying again when i talked to germaine. ): i think all of them saw. then they treated me really nice. ahhahahahaha. so funny. around 10 we left. waited for the damn bus. then weixian treat em so nice. usually he everytime like suan me. ahhaha, like" aye err, sam, tmrw wanna go play pool?" hahah, i just said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then talked about soccer. errr&amp; stuff. stupid gorilla keep disturbing me. lol. i think in the train was the most fun. lol, we laughed &amp;amp;talked. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped at serangoon. thank god clement was with me. ahhaha, he super goooood please. he gave me 10bucks to take cab home. my fare was only 3.20 ! &amp; he said no need to return. HE LIKE SUPER WIERD. usually we seldom talked one. but i think ytd, i talked mostly to him&amp;amp;brother only eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. not gg out today. maybe in the night. im having tuition ltr, there goes my freedom again. ha, my parents are gg to hk till sat, &lt;em&gt;FREEDOM&lt;/em&gt;. ahahhaha. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks you guys for cheering me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amanda,clement,shaojie bro,weixian,gorilla,mingqian, hei, gary, kl.&lt;/strong&gt; :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK WE'RE HAVING A BBQ NEXT THURS AT MY PLACE. BREATIES ONLY. :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, brazil match. 1-0&lt;br /&gt;gerald said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried so much just for you, i just cant believe you're gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115026540890684867?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115026540890684867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115026540890684867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115026540890684867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115026540890684867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/ah-this-two-days-had-been-great.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115003058145168953</id><published>2006-06-11T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T20:56:21.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant believe this must happen to us. it was just ten days !??! everything has changed, i will never be the same again. come on, you broke my heart, &amp; now everything's fine? i cried so much. you're like him after all. &amp;amp; i thought you were different. sure whatever, samantha is long gone, shes nvr gonna be the same. wake up ! that smile is gonna take so long to appear on her face once more. tears will keep flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, im gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;germaine call me, i need help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115003058145168953?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115003058145168953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115003058145168953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115003058145168953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115003058145168953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-cant-believe-this-must-happen-to-us.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-115002890707564478</id><published>2006-06-11T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T20:28:27.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aaah, life is confusing. i feel lost somehow. aah, never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have being sleeping really late these few days, i don't know if its jetlack or what, but i think the alcohol lah. weird huh. i felt drunk but couldnt sleep. &amp; had to wake up so early. well i think i can sleep till the afternoon tmrw if im not going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church tdy, service was really anointing, darlene from hillsong came for praise&amp; worship. hahah, i like CRIED LAH, was like toooo touch by God's love ! amen. hahaha, so spiritual, who cares? (: i like it. germaine, you should have came ! hahah, &amp;amp; i prayed about my problems. Uh huh, hes gonng answer them ! (: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyw, i dont know whts up with kl. ): its really disappointing, sigh. never mind, i hope he wakes up though. i gotta talk to brother. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch with mum friends, was damn sleepy.. :/ so came home to sleep. haha, i cant wait for tues please. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left&amp; came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So deep that it didn't even bleed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-115002890707564478?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/115002890707564478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=115002890707564478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115002890707564478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/115002890707564478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/aaah-life-is-confusing.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-114994849086444636</id><published>2006-06-10T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T22:08:10.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sure thing, more time. whatever ! sigh. bullshit&amp;stuff. whatever, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for drums. met esther&amp;willis at somerset for pool. waited for aaron till like damnnnnnnn long. hahah, so we went to emarald first. lol ! then he called &amp;said he at the pool place alre ! hahaha, then we told him to come find us first lah. ate lunch&amp;stuff. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the pool place there. damnit, they changed it to like under16 canot come, freak ! stuuuupiid. like i wanted to play for damn long lah. damnedd. shit face. hahaha, so we went to cathay for movie. watched she's the man at 510. it was good lah. (: gonna watch the nun and gonna go steamboat on tues ! yay. hahah, ming qian bday. &amp; clement i think. yay, it will be like the 18th feb one. hohoho. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, i went to hmv then i sAW SO MANY HOT CDS CAN. hahaha, i would have bought it. well if i have the money. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, went to bishan for dinner, so boring lah. but at least it kept the problems out of my mind. well. for awhile.. sigh. never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home. im drinking vodka now. yay.i think this is the only thing that can keep me happy for now. i like being drunk. haaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all those who consoled me, i will try my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you took away my confidence.):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-114994849086444636?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/114994849086444636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=114994849086444636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/114994849086444636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/114994849086444636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/sure-thing-more-time_10.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8118467.post-114986392831973586</id><published>2006-06-09T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T22:38:48.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Erm im back, &amp;i hate it. i rather stay there. dont have to face so much problems. like super happy there. &amp;amp; tht guess in my tagboard, you dont have to come to my blog, go to germaine's. you have her link don't you?thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are not turning out what i think it would have been. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks germaine for blogging for me. although quite lame ah, you exaggarated alot of things. lol ! but thanks anyway, i missed you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i feel like closing my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8118467-114986392831973586?l=refleksions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/feeds/114986392831973586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8118467&amp;postID=114986392831973586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/114986392831973586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8118467/posts/default/114986392831973586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refleksions.blogspot.com/2006/06/erm-im-back-i-feel-like-closing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>♥Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881961644749963099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SqSwjBAla8/SZk_CeUhNWI/AAAAAAAABH0/V70JsD_-I-w/S220/DSC_0024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
