<?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-3189686322782079641</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:22:45.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stacy!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-2100295170886544301</id><published>2008-12-24T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T08:21:54.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I GOT A IPHONE AND MY FAVOURITE CAN OF CHOCOLATESSSSS FROM DAD AND MUM.&lt;br /&gt;now i can go crazy haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-2100295170886544301?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2100295170886544301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=2100295170886544301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2100295170886544301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2100295170886544301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='christmas'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-4881235238268445679</id><published>2008-12-18T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T07:35:50.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SUptUvo9wuI/AAAAAAAAAmY/5bwKcW_fmnY/s1600-h/Lady+Gaga%27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281153716198425314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SUptUvo9wuI/AAAAAAAAAmY/5bwKcW_fmnY/s320/Lady+Gaga%27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWILIGHT MOOOOVIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;80% talking, 20% action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To think i was excited about it before, total disappointment. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whooo, i like lady gaga. Grins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-4881235238268445679?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4881235238268445679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=4881235238268445679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4881235238268445679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4881235238268445679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight-moooovie-80-talking-20-action.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SUptUvo9wuI/AAAAAAAAAmY/5bwKcW_fmnY/s72-c/Lady+Gaga%27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-6345191898709916918</id><published>2008-11-18T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:27:36.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho back from class chalet and school.&lt;br /&gt;Need to send Syafiqah and Wardah off at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-6345191898709916918?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6345191898709916918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=6345191898709916918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6345191898709916918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6345191898709916918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/11/hoho-back-from-class-chalet-and-school.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-435087072010317292</id><published>2008-11-14T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:44:44.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss me goodbye, paint me a rainbow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SR5v15mtJuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/wCXfKHr1yqM/s1600-h/37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SR5v15mtJuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/wCXfKHr1yqM/s320/37.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268771585856972514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello mother earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a mixture of being happy and sad.&lt;br /&gt;Happy cause faraday got the house cup, seeing people giving their best when running like Deborah, Sophie, Cherie, Kang raye and many more;they really deserve the many gold or silver medals they got. :) (Which reminds me, HUIKANGGG! If he didnt like wait for the other fibo guy near the end and sprinted instead, he could have like gotten 3rd or sth, real sad.) , faraday people scoring like um 178 shoots within that time limit, hopping to get the silver medal which my team got for 4x 400m (thanks for the great headstart joanne, as well as deborah and sophie who managed to maintain even though i caused them to drop by 1 position)and lastly  i improved by 0.8 for cap and was screaming hysterically in class:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad cause i ran last for 200m, and as much as im experiencing muscle sprain, it does not serve as an excuse for running like shit, cause there were people who had knee pain and still were able to run fast. &lt;br /&gt;NEHNEH, i suck. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad hair day today, I think I need a hair cut badly. &lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty excited for tomorrow class chalet ha ha:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-435087072010317292?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/435087072010317292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=435087072010317292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/435087072010317292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/435087072010317292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/11/kiss-me-goodbye-paint-me-rainbow.html' title='kiss me goodbye, paint me a rainbow.'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SR5v15mtJuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/wCXfKHr1yqM/s72-c/37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-1921522246005355308</id><published>2008-11-13T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:57:39.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im sorry people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i cause u all to lose a place when we have a lead. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ughs, damnit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(edited)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello muay thai, here i come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-1921522246005355308?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1921522246005355308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=1921522246005355308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/1921522246005355308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/1921522246005355308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-sorry-people.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-6371462498479248084</id><published>2008-11-10T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:41:35.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sherweiney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SRfzVHg_BfI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/N0m3eveFv90/s1600-h/Music_by_shagagraf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266945833353283058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SRfzVHg_BfI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/N0m3eveFv90/s320/Music_by_shagagraf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;happy belated birthday sherweiney!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SORRY! I cant sms to wish u earlier cause i lost your number when i changed phone):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Though im like in different school as you and hardly talk to you alr, still i love you and strive for the best in everything you do k, babe. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(chances of you reading this wld be low, but still hope you wld see it :D )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-6371462498479248084?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6371462498479248084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=6371462498479248084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6371462498479248084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6371462498479248084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/11/sherweiney.html' title='sherweiney'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SRfzVHg_BfI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/N0m3eveFv90/s72-c/Music_by_shagagraf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-917365269423772106</id><published>2008-11-07T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T06:22:50.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SRP5dO8GsJI/AAAAAAAAAlI/bn9d28hjPv4/s1600-h/415716499_4c9d225c1d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265826669947957394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SRP5dO8GsJI/AAAAAAAAAlI/bn9d28hjPv4/s320/415716499_4c9d225c1d_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Die I hungry. Mommy got anything to eat ah?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: NOW?!!? At 11?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yah?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: CANNOT AH! you just eat only then still want to eat. Later you get fat lah, dont eat.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Zzzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Drink water la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5 mins later)&lt;br /&gt;Me: How, I still hungry leh!&lt;br /&gt;Mom:Aiyah, you become fatty bumbum alr lah. i thought you on a diet?&lt;br /&gt;Me:Later then diet, tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Everytime like that one, 去吃啦， 去吃死你啊!&lt;br /&gt;Me: .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10 min later)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Aiyah, shouldnt have eat. Now very full. See lah mee, nvr control me!&lt;br /&gt;Mom: .____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE, IM GONNA BE SO JZHFGEDCJSNAXBSHJDHCBQISSJHREJXB FAT.&lt;br /&gt;lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lazy now, all I want to do is crawl back into bed and like rot this holidays.&lt;br /&gt;To think i even made plans on what to do, only to feel bored like almost every now and then. rolls eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn, k wanna go watch tv now. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edited)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, my sister is pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the way she wanna play, fine, two can play the game.&lt;br /&gt;Ughs, keel you lah fat boob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-917365269423772106?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/917365269423772106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=917365269423772106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/917365269423772106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/917365269423772106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/11/fuse.html' title='fuse'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SRP5dO8GsJI/AAAAAAAAAlI/bn9d28hjPv4/s72-c/415716499_4c9d225c1d_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-2435152154415030716</id><published>2008-11-03T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:45:23.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SQ_9SgafWAI/AAAAAAAAAlA/g8XActeAzt8/s1600-h/IMG_0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264704983799912450" style="DISPLAY: block; 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SQ_8MwpgDrI/AAAAAAAAAkI/lxCuBTrnjNw/s320/P1010128.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SQ_7tu9NW4I/AAAAAAAAAkA/1_obEfvQVzY/s1600-h/Picture0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264703252536843138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SQ_7tu9NW4I/AAAAAAAAAkA/1_obEfvQVzY/s320/Picture0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello there, 202 rocks your balls.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, stacy so cheesy nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-2435152154415030716?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2435152154415030716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=2435152154415030716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2435152154415030716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2435152154415030716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-there-202-rocks-your-balls.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SQ_9SgafWAI/AAAAAAAAAlA/g8XActeAzt8/s72-c/IMG_0273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-6395630413103770765</id><published>2008-10-30T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:12:32.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the naked elephants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SQqvQGE0odI/AAAAAAAAAj4/_PS4K_RRITw/s1600-h/astray_by_zombieparty.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SQqvQGE0odI/AAAAAAAAAj4/_PS4K_RRITw/s320/astray_by_zombieparty.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263211805579452882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello aliens.&lt;br /&gt;grins,my bad day's over!&lt;br /&gt;This week is finally over. &lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe it didnt end great, but at least it’s over. I have been longing for this week to be over.&lt;br /&gt;Last paper trigo. on mon, wow.&lt;br /&gt;Um, great right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know now i have this whole thing about what i want to do after my papers ho. As much as people say we will not do them, i want to try to do as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I want to start making collages, the scrapbook kind. And i want to get a new book, because currently now i have this file where i draw all my stuffs in and i want to get a new book to do collages and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to get a job, part time job, that is art related. Which is quite impossible, but i'll try. It’ll be fun right. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Im making small gifts for the entire class. Its our last year afterall. (Extra for wen sin cause i didnt gave her anything on mother's day though she's such a great godmum and friend, and next year might not be the same class so yeah. D: And someone too, guess who, loser gets a prize. Lol, for god's sake, its a female.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Watch the whole freaking season of gossip girls. Everyone has been saying it’s awesome, maybe not everyone, but i want to say that one day too. Besides the actors all look hot. Okay, esp Chace Crawford ahhhhhh. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Art classes, duh and oh i got signed up for kickboxing by mum.(okay, first yoga now this, great -.-) Lol,look at the bright side.. Dang theres no bright side for this yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Project Sumakau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Hoping to meet stella and the ohers, hahaha i dunno. Miss them real badly, its been like what 2 years. Damnit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Look forward to results day, and most probably cry on that day. As ususal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Korea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, awkward post ho. Im off to watch 'my girl'. Gives a whole new meaning to end of the week, makes you look forward to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s read some stuff which im probably not supposed to read. Thank you so much, you two. Though i dunno if the post written by one is refering to me, i love you two. As for the negative one, im still quite __ but nvm, i'll try to change anyway. wow, im became such a cheesy person.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-6395630413103770765?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6395630413103770765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=6395630413103770765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6395630413103770765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6395630413103770765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-aliens.html' title='the naked elephants'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SQqvQGE0odI/AAAAAAAAAj4/_PS4K_RRITw/s72-c/astray_by_zombieparty.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-5342266717350706024</id><published>2008-10-26T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:48:43.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;As expected, i did not get into student council and netball team.&lt;br /&gt;well, what can i say hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;2 down,4 to go. &lt;br /&gt;goooooo stacy.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. if im not wrong, someone called joel lim chong seng from temasek is transferring. Wonder if he knows the others. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-5342266717350706024?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5342266717350706024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=5342266717350706024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5342266717350706024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5342266717350706024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/10/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-1796584660781055660</id><published>2008-09-15T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T07:22:39.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love like karma</title><content type='html'>hello bubster&lt;br /&gt;been a century alrd since i updated.&lt;br /&gt;9 MORE WEEKS BEFORE RESHUFFLE ):&lt;br /&gt;ughs i dont want, meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.WenSin&lt;br /&gt;2.Huikang&lt;br /&gt;3.Vivien Ang&lt;br /&gt;4.Janice&lt;br /&gt;5.Stella&lt;br /&gt;6.Deborah(jnr)&lt;br /&gt;7.Abigail&lt;br /&gt;8.Wardah&lt;br /&gt;9.Kelly&lt;br /&gt;10.Michelle&lt;br /&gt;11.Audrey(jnr)&lt;br /&gt;12.HuiShi&lt;br /&gt;13.Semi&lt;br /&gt;14.Chris&lt;br /&gt;15.Wen Li&lt;br /&gt;16.Vivian Goh&lt;br /&gt;17.Teng Hiang&lt;br /&gt;18.Jun Xiong&lt;br /&gt;19.MeiFang&lt;br /&gt;20.Yuki&lt;br /&gt;21.Nicole&lt;br /&gt;22.Kiona&lt;br /&gt;23.Syafiqah&lt;br /&gt;24.Ken&lt;br /&gt;25.Cheryl yeow&lt;br /&gt;26.Dacy&lt;br /&gt;27.Tay Xi&lt;br /&gt;28.Bijia&lt;br /&gt;29.jack(lol,random)&lt;br /&gt;30.Jill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did u meet 10?&lt;br /&gt;In the toliet when i was urinating before she did the stylo hi.&lt;br /&gt;(LOL,just kidding.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if youve never met 6?&lt;br /&gt;Never know how retarded i was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 20 and 15 dated?&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA (lol sorry. too busy snorting and farting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could marry between 6 and 14, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Both. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever like 9?&lt;br /&gt;How could i not? She's bimbo,smart, bimbo, smart,damn promiscuous.&lt;br /&gt;All that i ask for lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen 4 cry?&lt;br /&gt;Forgot but i have seen her fart, does that count?&lt;br /&gt;(kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 4 and 17 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;janice and teng hiang? Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 1 and 2 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA wen sin and huikang? NAH,they are love rivals.&lt;br /&gt;(psst, dont tell anyone , he's gay :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 8.&lt;br /&gt;She's nice person(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like 12?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha yes, she's very nice and friendly(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about 17.&lt;br /&gt;She's a bimbo, hahaha lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats 7's favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;pink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 1 confessed that he/she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;Ask her to watch powerpuff girls with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to 15?&lt;br /&gt;about a century. Been a long time, wen li lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you think 19 feels about you?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha puny. lol, i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 13 speak?&lt;br /&gt;korean, english, chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 2 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;Britney spears, paris hilton. hahaha ask him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What grade is 16 in?&lt;br /&gt;sec 2 duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 5's favourite music?&lt;br /&gt;stella? um "i love you" from barney hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 13?&lt;br /&gt;hot,sexy, and tall. what more to ask for? hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 11 single?&lt;br /&gt;uh what do you think. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 10's last name?&lt;br /&gt;Potter(anyhow one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 7?&lt;br /&gt;yah i want to be with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 18 live?&lt;br /&gt;To be exact singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about 20?&lt;br /&gt;horny? ahahaha kidding, he's nice.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the best thing about 30?&lt;br /&gt;She came tumbling down the hill after jack (lol,random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you like to tell 14 right now?&lt;br /&gt;hello, you rock! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 9?&lt;br /&gt;In primary school toliet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the best and worst thing about 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hahaha best thing tall bimbo and&lt;br /&gt;smart.&lt;br /&gt;worst thing is that he recorded my fart and sold it for $10.(lol)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to know 3 forever?&lt;br /&gt;yes,i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you known 26?&lt;br /&gt;4 years(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 24?&lt;br /&gt;He is barbie's boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush on 27?&lt;br /&gt;honest cruel truth, sadly, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you kiss 25?&lt;br /&gt;um nah, kisses not for me. i would gladly smell her armpit though(random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you hugged/kissed 22?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to hug/kiss 21?&lt;br /&gt;She's very pretty but nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 29 your GFF?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yes. He went up the hill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you hate about 23?&lt;br /&gt;her uber blurnes and cuteness :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats ur relationship with 28?&lt;br /&gt;best friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASSING THIS ON TO:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone on this list :)&lt;br /&gt;and anyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-1796584660781055660?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1796584660781055660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=1796584660781055660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/1796584660781055660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/1796584660781055660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-like-karma.html' title='love like karma'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-814106959581800062</id><published>2008-08-27T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:47:26.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SLVnZuVpKfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/rghOJO_1w8M/s1600-h/nus+high+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SLVnZuVpKfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/rghOJO_1w8M/s320/nus+high+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239207433148639730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stella bijia sherweine jiaen kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-814106959581800062?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/814106959581800062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=814106959581800062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/814106959581800062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/814106959581800062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/08/stella-bijia-sherweine-jiaen-kelly.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SLVnZuVpKfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/rghOJO_1w8M/s72-c/nus+high+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-2122712822661653326</id><published>2008-08-18T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T06:45:52.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking up signals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SKl4qFYUwnI/AAAAAAAAAYw/AzcCD8NKjHY/s1600-h/20080612094528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SKl4qFYUwnI/AAAAAAAAAYw/AzcCD8NKjHY/s320/20080612094528.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235848706188952178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was normal. yayme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh im wasting so much time now.Oh i have been resting when everyone is mugging. Oh i need to make sure i adjust back to my study mood later. Oh how? Oh the main issue now is that Bio is just 2 days away, but i'm not really feeling the anxiety, idk why. It's more of guilt because i really cannot get down to studying. VERY BAD. &lt;br /&gt;Aiyoooooooooooooos:B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im SO looking forward to sunday ho.ITS THE HIGHLIGHT OF EVERY WEEK THAT KEEPS ME BREATHING AND SINGING AND JUMPING . 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, got to mug alrd.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;''When you sleep, you die. When you wake up, you reborn.''&lt;br /&gt;"Once you learn how to die, you learn how to live."&lt;br /&gt;"You closed your eyes. That was the difference. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them too-even when you are in the dark. Even when you're falling."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-2122712822661653326?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2122712822661653326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=2122712822661653326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2122712822661653326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2122712822661653326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-im-wasting-so-much-time-now.html' title='Picking up signals'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SKl4qFYUwnI/AAAAAAAAAYw/AzcCD8NKjHY/s72-c/20080612094528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-2783220920533791863</id><published>2008-08-04T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T06:55:42.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing tales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SJcFk32qKSI/AAAAAAAAAYo/VABY3HcWH88/s1600-h/20080505140010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SJcFk32qKSI/AAAAAAAAAYo/VABY3HcWH88/s320/20080505140010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230655623240755490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's nice to be important, but it's more important to be nice."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI IM GAY NOW CAUSE I JUST LIKE GET TO BE 1 OF THE 15 CHOSEN PEOPLE FOR SCHOOL TEAM. 8)&lt;br /&gt;zootzx, i will have to work extra hard for this half year for really get into school team cause in a way, im pitting myself against strong competition ho. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had physics&gt;chinese&gt;chemistry xtra lessons&gt; netball!&lt;br /&gt;had free period before chemistry extra lessons, played heartattack/breast cancer/vagina cancer whatsoever. &lt;br /&gt;Then there was this stupid indian polka game we played before getting bored and going down to field to play soccer using a netball.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha honestly, i think i become another person when i get thrills from being stupid. &lt;br /&gt;Screamed and ran like a mad woman while vivien took off her shoes as gloves for goalkeeping.&lt;br /&gt;She had it REAL bad cause she keep getting whacked by us when we kicked the ball a little too hard TEEHEEE:B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja-ja-jaded. netball was okay,went for like about 1 hour, and did squaredrills+some new drill or so before taking off again to home :D&lt;br /&gt;kthanksbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-2783220920533791863?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2783220920533791863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=2783220920533791863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2783220920533791863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2783220920533791863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/08/chasing-tales.html' title='chasing tales'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SJcFk32qKSI/AAAAAAAAAYo/VABY3HcWH88/s72-c/20080505140010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-3979501586339068025</id><published>2008-07-30T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T03:06:05.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tummy hunny bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SJB57yUyQII/AAAAAAAAAYA/ZgNd1nju8W8/s1600-h/think.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228813235405340802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="257" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SJB57yUyQII/AAAAAAAAAYA/ZgNd1nju8W8/s320/think.jpg" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello stranger &lt;br /&gt;life has been pretty good nowadays and that is a major surprise considering how my life revolves 60% around school. i know right, what a loser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, played badly for netball yesterday&lt;br /&gt;bad passes, never pull down when hit the ball and the way of blocking, lousy me):&lt;br /&gt;i'll never get into school team like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who said hi just yesterday. I took a double take. Haven't heard that for soo long already. It's okay though, things aren't the same anymore, not ever since I put a closure to it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty slacky too.  &lt;br /&gt;Played bball with vivien, yueqi and the others then sprained middle finger which is now quite swollen. bruised bruised bruised! :B&lt;br /&gt;Went shooting with michelle afterwards, and whoooo she's good (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time if you ever get angry with someone. instead of remembering it takes 43 muscles to frown, remember, it only takes 4 to flip them your pinky. &lt;br /&gt;Laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-3979501586339068025?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3979501586339068025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=3979501586339068025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/3979501586339068025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/3979501586339068025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/07/tummy-hunny-bunny.html' title='tummy hunny bunny'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SJB57yUyQII/AAAAAAAAAYA/ZgNd1nju8W8/s72-c/think.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-8923310238329661351</id><published>2008-07-29T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T07:46:02.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bruised</title><content type='html'>hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW BAD IS MY MOOD. SO MANY COUNTLESS THINGS RUNNING THROUGH MY HEAD AT ONE TIME, NEVER ENDING HOMEWORK AND PROJECTS WAITING FOR ME TO DO EVERYDAY. THOSE DARK EYES RINGS, HEAVY SAGGY EYEBAGS, ZITS POPPING OUT ALL OVER MY FACE MAKES ME EVEN SADDER. &lt;br /&gt;YOU TELL ME HOW. OH BRUSIED AND BATTERED, BATTERED AND BRUSIED&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super sleepy today,lack of beauty sleep D:&lt;br /&gt;slacked mostly throughout entire day.&lt;br /&gt;only interesting thing was english lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"stop talking like that,stop flashing that,it makes me.. ."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throwing erasers in class with vivien till i threw 1 out of the window accidentally ho, and people who saw went laughing and i had to run 4 storeys down to pick  wensin's eraser and up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think everyone needs an occasional reminder;&lt;br /&gt;on not taking things for granted.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause once in awhile, you tend to forget who you should cherish, &lt;br /&gt;and who you should just let them get out of your life w/o holding back&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear with me, it's one of those emo nights i have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-8923310238329661351?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8923310238329661351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=8923310238329661351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8923310238329661351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8923310238329661351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/07/bruised.html' title='bruised'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-3060673578070214934</id><published>2008-07-27T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:36:13.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because we only remember how sweet the story between Romeo and Juliet was, &lt;br /&gt;but forgot the fact that they didn't have a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate actors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-3060673578070214934?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3060673578070214934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=3060673578070214934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/3060673578070214934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/3060673578070214934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/07/because-we-only-remember-how-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-7904453675515519608</id><published>2008-07-20T02:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T02:30:13.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mind is in disturbia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SILzQ6E8R6I/AAAAAAAAAXw/4uyGPkndraI/s1600-h/bliss_by_zombieparty.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SILzQ6E8R6I/AAAAAAAAAXw/4uyGPkndraI/s320/bliss_by_zombieparty.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225005989496637346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, i love eating and ogling at pretty people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Ken in the afternoon and hahaha he's as funny as ever &lt;br /&gt;Laughs,the way he got demerited was damn funny and ho, talk about FANNNNN :D&lt;br /&gt;We chatted about the p1 to p6 times that aw, it made me miss czps so muchhhh ):&lt;br /&gt;*steamy eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whoo i decided to go bloghopping to  MY PRIMARY SCHOOL FRIENDS' BLOGS ho!&lt;br /&gt;Sherweine was just as cute and funny, Kelly and Bijia were as pretty,no,even prettier than the last time i saw them, and kelly went for pesta sukan, her team won 2games, lost 2 and 1 draw. Stella, needless to say was funner and funniest ho. and her team got into 2nd round for pesta sukan (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;Ughs,call me crazy i dont care, but i want to go out with them nowwwwwwwwwwww):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,thinking of it, i so suck as a defender ):&lt;br /&gt;Its my fault that we always lose so so many balls in game. &lt;br /&gt;okay, Im going to train harder and work on my defending. &lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, bye, before i get worser case of friendsick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-7904453675515519608?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7904453675515519608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=7904453675515519608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/7904453675515519608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/7904453675515519608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-mind-is-in-disturbia.html' title='My mind is in disturbia'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SILzQ6E8R6I/AAAAAAAAAXw/4uyGPkndraI/s72-c/bliss_by_zombieparty.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-6377260743175974167</id><published>2008-07-18T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T07:50:00.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>posing will save the day.</title><content type='html'>I am super broke this week. Thanks to my huge appetite, I over-ate again. ):&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;H said "I'm amazed by your big stomach." &lt;br /&gt;I didn't quite get it at first, I stupidly stared at my tummy and thought it was showing. Only after a few seconds, I realised she was refering to my appetite. &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, lol, my big stomach can store 1847563537772xg more times of random foodxzx than you uh twin.&lt;br /&gt;Grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughs, i really really want to watch WANTED but no time D:&lt;br /&gt;Angelina Jolie may be getting older, but shit,she's still MEGAHOT i tell you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was plain.&lt;br /&gt;eng&gt;break&gt;history&gt;chinese&gt;badminton&gt;netball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netball was not very good today, 6 people were injured, balls went flying randomly, stepping. &lt;br /&gt;Ran 20 laps cause of the mistakes ):&lt;br /&gt;Did courtstuff&gt; stepping(3 sets)&gt; COURTWORK!&lt;br /&gt;stepping was scary today,i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;feeling dizzy by the end of all the jumping,shaking butt, etc. &lt;br /&gt;*sweats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughs, I realised how petty, pang seh-y, uncaring and cold i am.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder i upset people so easily. &lt;br /&gt;Sigh, super sorry bubs ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to make me high; friendly with hwa chong international and DSA camp! &lt;br /&gt;laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,I shall go spend some quality time with my bed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-6377260743175974167?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6377260743175974167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=6377260743175974167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6377260743175974167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6377260743175974167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/07/posing-will-save-day.html' title='posing will save the day.'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-3262781266396257185</id><published>2008-07-15T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T03:32:20.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunshine makes me high.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SHx1-ZA3kFI/AAAAAAAAAXo/hWdptTbXda4/s1600-h/363042243_a06c387053_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SHx1-ZA3kFI/AAAAAAAAAXo/hWdptTbXda4/s320/363042243_a06c387053_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223179382569799762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my lazy day. My mood was lousy for the morning cause i didn't have enough of my beauty sleep and whooo there goes the alarm. 8am lesson ain't for human beings lah. I have to wake up at 5. NEH NEH:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Abigail said im getting lazier, i didn't bother to update this page that often anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer feel like talking about my mundane life anymore, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had free period cause mr murali was not here today.&lt;br /&gt;Had english&gt;break&gt;free period&gt; maths. How lazy. &lt;br /&gt;The thought of the friendly actually cheered me up till they told us it was cancelled, uh like wth?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then went for the what singing thing which mr valles says he will add class participation if we go and im feeling super sorry for the guys esp.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry for dragging you guys out the soccer match thing. ):&lt;br /&gt;Forgot about the dsa thing till on the mrt and was like alamak!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't complain&lt;br /&gt;either act, or forget.&lt;br /&gt;Im such an auntie, those small little issues can affect me like f. &lt;br /&gt;grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly,thinking of it, as you grow older, things that will make you happy are getting lesser &amp; lesser.&lt;br /&gt;How true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 1, drinking milk makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;When you were 4, getting a candy makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;When you were 7, playing with a tamagotchi/digimon makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;When you were 10, having a GameBoy color makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that im fourteen,im actually lost at what really makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Blond barbie):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hairy godmother, i need you now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-3262781266396257185?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3262781266396257185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=3262781266396257185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/3262781266396257185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Training was okay,10 laps, 2 quarters,ball drills, plus another 2 quarters.&lt;br /&gt;Performance on court was bad as usual, not moving around GS,not sticking to player and no 3 feet as Coach said. &lt;br /&gt;Train with Mayfong the defence drills.&lt;br /&gt;Played again, only more agressive and hit many people, so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Blisters on feet, funny feeling in knee.&lt;br /&gt;Im experiencing anger, sadness and happiness all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Am I having brain tumour?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-196719974792433445?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/196719974792433445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=196719974792433445' 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href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SHdhFf9PMRI/AAAAAAAAAXg/i65P9KHjFG4/s1600-h/sh5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221749040064966930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SHdhFf9PMRI/AAAAAAAAAXg/i65P9KHjFG4/s320/sh5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was sick and tired of my previous blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i decided to change it! (:&lt;br /&gt;And i was listening to true by ryan cabrera when editing blogskin, thats explains the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing first, &lt;i&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WENLI AND CHRIS HONEY!&lt;/i&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, skip.&lt;br /&gt;School was okay today and no balls are missing:D&lt;br /&gt;which means NO 18rounds around track, NO extra exercise, LESS tiredness, LESS hippain, and anklepain!&lt;br /&gt;grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played badminton in the afternoon, fun.&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me &lt;i&gt;"SQUEEZING COWWWWWWWWWS!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;netball was nice today, training was okay, but as usual i played like a nicompoop. ):&lt;br /&gt;But yay, im actually in the pesta sukan team surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;And *drools,my team members are so sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my team's hotness, i will train harder for netball.&lt;br /&gt;How touching is that? *steamy eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed, sat mrt back, bought sundae and eat,walked home.&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me, just like 2 hours ago i thought i probably had to go for eye op.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt take my right len out of my eye,and then started panicking.&lt;br /&gt;eyes became irratated and then relaised should pinch from top and contact lens came off.&lt;br /&gt;freaky. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha oh shit, i found singapore's next male pussycatdolls:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wvoXYTAaZ_Q&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, they are freaking good i tell you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i wish i looked like Eva Longoria Parker or Lindsay Sloane):&lt;br /&gt;so i probably wont screw things up so much, i wish(blanks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;do you see me too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, train train train hard, friendly match with hwa chong international next tue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-7362535992162796139?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7362535992162796139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=7362535992162796139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/7362535992162796139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/7362535992162796139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/07/bolted.html' title='bolted.'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SHdhFf9PMRI/AAAAAAAAAXg/i65P9KHjFG4/s72-c/sh5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-6887644386263291244</id><published>2008-07-04T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T08:19:02.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POSERRRRRRRR/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SG45pxrkVhI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/G1R2FPlF9eo/s1600-h/2432759146_e7211d543e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SG45pxrkVhI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/G1R2FPlF9eo/s320/2432759146_e7211d543e_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219172408042477074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worlddddddddddd of&lt;br /&gt;POSERPOSERPOSERPOSERPOSERPOSER&lt;br /&gt;POSERPOSERPOSERPOSERPOSERPOSER&lt;br /&gt;POSERPOSERPOSERPOSERPOSERPOSER&lt;br /&gt;POSERPOSERPOSERPOSERPOSERPOSER&lt;br /&gt;POSERPOSERPOSERPOSERPOSERPOSER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez&lt;br /&gt;Get a life, man, tell me what you hate, and whoo the next minute you are having it.&lt;br /&gt;blond barbieeeee ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughs, im so peeved with my hip pain, making it hard to walk properly.&lt;br /&gt;getting from bad to worse, guess so, hurts like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, having bad flu, hard to talk without clearing throat 8(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to science center today.&lt;br /&gt;okay, it was entirely made up of playing cards&gt;comic reading&gt;sleeping&gt;chatting.&lt;br /&gt;lost the competition, didnt won a single thing, heard someone saying, "hahaha great,lets go up to Dr Hang and say happy youth day"&lt;br /&gt;BAWAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;how exciting ho.&lt;br /&gt;hung around, and left at 4plus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, shower eat and do homework.&lt;br /&gt;HAH, whooo, i like the thankyou letter i wrote for chinese class. thumbsup.&lt;br /&gt;it was soo touching(;&lt;br /&gt;*steamy eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, roll eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Four eyes since I'm wearing my specs now.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msned.Can't really remember about i said exactly,&lt;br /&gt;all i knew i laughed out loud alot.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thats very usual but today was crazy till I got a cheekaches&lt;br /&gt;But uhm, guess it's true, ____ is kinda slurps*&lt;br /&gt;dee body shape. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alamak&lt;/i&gt;, to die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-6887644386263291244?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6887644386263291244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=6887644386263291244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6887644386263291244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6887644386263291244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/07/pointless.html' title='POSERRRRRRRR/'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SG45pxrkVhI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/G1R2FPlF9eo/s72-c/2432759146_e7211d543e_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-8553844667152417182</id><published>2008-06-30T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T07:17:34.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOOOO</title><content type='html'>hahaha my parents bought contact lens for me during netballlllllllllllll&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt; i love them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-8553844667152417182?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8553844667152417182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=8553844667152417182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8553844667152417182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8553844667152417182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/whoooo.html' title='WHOOOO'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-8762156158626225296</id><published>2008-06-28T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T10:01:14.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do the right thing everytime, you know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;sleep the sleep of the just.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-8762156158626225296?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8762156158626225296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=8762156158626225296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8762156158626225296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8762156158626225296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/do-right-thing-everytime-you-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-8469744059893155250</id><published>2008-06-27T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T06:05:25.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>double</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SGTkv2hgpWI/AAAAAAAAAXI/lo_VsnyTq0c/s1600-h/home_photo_notsogoodphotography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SGTkv2hgpWI/AAAAAAAAAXI/lo_VsnyTq0c/s320/home_photo_notsogoodphotography.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216545779142927714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like today.  8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, played badminaton and soccer(2763z2165 ballzsx lah, im super lousy! ) &lt;br /&gt;The guys were nice to let me,wenli and semi to play ho(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;netball was okay but really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to run 2 rounds for every missing ball,and we have like 8 missing balls so we were actually supposed to run 20 rounds including warmup of course but they gave us another week to get back all the balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha,I kept disturbing Jingmin to give us discount for training and her reaction was so freaking funneh. &lt;br /&gt;Also, after netball training, I even did warmdown with vivien,in the bus stop :D&lt;br /&gt;Heh,this is what you call obedient and well-behaved netballer.&lt;br /&gt;Learn from Stacy  :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, roll eyes.&lt;br /&gt;But i dont like the hip pain, knee pain and ankle pain im having now):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not the worst part,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I feel like Im really&lt;br /&gt;really really really really really really really really (x2357454234 more)&lt;br /&gt;feel happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,whatever. &lt;br /&gt;loves and byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-8469744059893155250?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8469744059893155250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=8469744059893155250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8469744059893155250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8469744059893155250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/double.html' title='double'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SGTkv2hgpWI/AAAAAAAAAXI/lo_VsnyTq0c/s72-c/home_photo_notsogoodphotography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-5268623329493665166</id><published>2008-06-26T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T01:55:08.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untrustworthy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SGNYE1WAwmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qKVMlzF60Y0/s1600-h/324234021_3880fa4664_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SGNYE1WAwmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qKVMlzF60Y0/s320/324234021_3880fa4664_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216109633487290978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"mokkkkkkkkkkkk!"  (: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, long awaited post ho. :D&lt;br /&gt;lol, its the fourth day of school and everyone seems dead.&lt;br /&gt;No change, but school timetable is great i tell you. :D&lt;br /&gt;Go school early, come back early(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was bad, in such a way that &lt;br /&gt;youhavemathslessoninthemorningwhenyouareallsleepyanddyingthen&lt;br /&gt;youhavetorun6roundsinsuchashortnoticewithtimingduringpeanditslikewtf&lt;br /&gt;andworsestillstandingbroadjumpafterthatinwhichigottotallyowneddueto&lt;br /&gt;shortlegsandbeingtoofatandthenenglishlessonwhereweweretestedon&lt;br /&gt;whetherwememorisedthedescriptivewritingstuffetcandigot5/7andlastlyiwenthomestinkingwithhippain):&lt;br /&gt;ugh dumb blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how shitty,that sums up my entire day today.&lt;br /&gt;:B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,someone's not being nice and causing people to sow discord between them nowadays ho. Tsk, and another person is getting on my nerves, wish i could stuff 1306 ballzsx( can be all sorts!) just to get him/her/in btw to shut up. i wish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh stac,you're too honest at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, no matter what im still enjoying life nowadays.&lt;br /&gt; 8)&lt;br /&gt;And im turning into a crazy and "hua chi" person nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Vivien should know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHANKSBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-5268623329493665166?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5268623329493665166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=5268623329493665166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5268623329493665166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5268623329493665166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/untrustworthy.html' title='untrustworthy.'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SGNYE1WAwmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qKVMlzF60Y0/s72-c/324234021_3880fa4664_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-3973011921654740607</id><published>2008-06-13T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T06:59:00.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday yoooxzxs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SFJ2a0ZghpI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rLcPw4WzJm8/s1600-h/DSC00401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SFJ2a0ZghpI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rLcPw4WzJm8/s320/DSC00401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211357921935394450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its nice cause i drew it,duh(: LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 texts, 3 saying to my face, 6 comments in friendster, 1 call&lt;br /&gt;on "HAPPY BITYHDAY" and of course THEPRESENTSSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;gosh, so so so sweet(:&lt;br /&gt;but still, i wish for something more touching:o hahaha joking(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, thank you: &lt;br /&gt;dad,mum,renee,grandma,stella,bijia,michellekoh,destin,huikang,elaine,wilson,&lt;br /&gt;michellelim,wenli,deborah,glen,cherylyeow,vivien,abigail,william,&lt;br /&gt;janice,wensin,wardah,yuhan,nicky,shahid,cheryllin,katrina,meifang,huishi,shahid.(tell me if i left you out.)&lt;br /&gt;WOO,nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like stella wishing me 3 times plus bijia wishing me twice,makes me a happier person :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moring was looking at bags and wallets with mum, renee and glenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to wildwildwet during noon.&lt;br /&gt;slideup was scary lahs, i went like &lt;i&gt;"ohmygod,ohmygod.." and scream&lt;/i&gt; throughout the entire ride. i think the lifeguard probably laughed at my reaction cause after that he was like saying where got scary, go sit again lah. &lt;br /&gt;fat hope.&lt;br /&gt;but it was the only really thrilling ride there and thinking of it now, the feeling was awesome, I tell you. (:&lt;br /&gt;Also, screaming helps in releasing fear! AHAHAS. &lt;br /&gt;lol,rolls eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came out at 5plus, ate at NEW YORK.&lt;br /&gt;ughs, its so so so nice, i dont mind eating there everyday(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I have a fantastic time today, 13th june.&lt;br /&gt;a day to remember.&lt;br /&gt;and duh, of course lah, cause its my birthday. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gogogogo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-3973011921654740607?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3973011921654740607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=3973011921654740607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/3973011921654740607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/3973011921654740607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-yoooxzxs.html' title='happy birthday yoooxzxs'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SFJ2a0ZghpI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rLcPw4WzJm8/s72-c/DSC00401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-4838387701542949065</id><published>2008-06-12T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T04:28:12.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>ayeaye&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9am &lt;br /&gt;next thing, totally forgot that the next day is my freaking birthday.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday had netball training, and after that went out with michelle, wen li, deborah and fiona to celebrate my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i mean how much sweeter can they get? :D&lt;br /&gt;still rmb when michelle got this pamplet which states abt breast enhancements, &lt;br /&gt;and michelle was like,&lt;i&gt;" woah, $28 for one side leh, cheap" ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funnier thing was when the celebration was over, went to shop with sis and mum and was jokingly saying we should get the voucher or something for mum. she was probably talking about something else. but it was darn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...1 side for $28, cheap. can get for mum(laughs.)"&lt;br /&gt;"...aiyahs, where got cheap, JB 1 set for $10."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this awkward silence before renee and i burst out laughing. &lt;br /&gt;It sounded all so wrong, poor mum:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha LOL.&lt;br /&gt; and can't believed I'm saving quite a number of cash.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Great job stac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh,  can't wait. Birthday is in another 4h 30min. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-4838387701542949065?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4838387701542949065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=4838387701542949065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4838387701542949065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4838387701542949065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-255298973396302054</id><published>2008-06-01T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T00:35:57.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moneyface.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SEOX7AjIXbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/nCl-vk34XgM/s1600-h/82511830_504e8094da_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SEOX7AjIXbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/nCl-vk34XgM/s320/82511830_504e8094da_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207172634185850290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, 'prince caspian' was nice and i want hoodies D:&lt;br /&gt;but $$$$! :B&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://tracyeinny.livejournal.com/"&gt; this &lt;/a&gt; is making me strive to save more moneyyyyyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;ughs, i just hate it when i feel i need to save.&lt;br /&gt;roll eyes.&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, i feel like i dunno my friends anymore.&lt;br /&gt;oh well,shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;and tsk,now i have no idea what im talking about ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, im so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHANKSBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-255298973396302054?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/255298973396302054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=255298973396302054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/255298973396302054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/255298973396302054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-prince-caspian-was-nice-and-i-want.html' title='moneyface.'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SEOX7AjIXbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/nCl-vk34XgM/s72-c/82511830_504e8094da_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-5150163405068535195</id><published>2008-05-29T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T07:40:23.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>renew.</title><content type='html'>helloyou.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to keep the blog.&lt;br /&gt;today was nice, ate macs with some of the 204 people, together with yueqi too.&lt;br /&gt;played cards at the back of the hall when out of duty.&lt;br /&gt;came home,went blog-hopping. yay.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha feel so tired all of a sudden, need to sleep. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;congratulations. i forgot i gave up first.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-5150163405068535195?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5150163405068535195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=5150163405068535195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5150163405068535195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5150163405068535195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/renew.html' title='renew.'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-5704283568948714528</id><published>2008-05-22T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:13:27.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>camp was good.&lt;br /&gt;instructor Peiling was cute.&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-5704283568948714528?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5704283568948714528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=5704283568948714528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5704283568948714528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5704283568948714528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/camp-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-8743628384983673034</id><published>2008-05-17T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T09:27:58.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SC8D5baoNjI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ZHGDlpieX7Y/s1600-h/2210351094_7f3ae0a38e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201380379783083570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SC8D5baoNjI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ZHGDlpieX7Y/s320/2210351094_7f3ae0a38e_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs hello:)&lt;br /&gt;heh, cap was okay&lt;br /&gt;wth, teachers said i was noisy last sem, and now this sem they said i was too quiet:@&lt;br /&gt;lol, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, after collecting results slip, went to talk to wenli and semi:D&lt;br /&gt;hahas, they are super smart, make me feel so inferior beside them:B&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;after talking for a while, chatted with wenli cause semi left and gosh, ahaha shes wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy pretty and nice to talk too(;&lt;br /&gt;its like you turn away, and then look back,&lt;i&gt;" gosh, so pretty!"&lt;/i&gt; and then you can do that like, say continuous 10 million zillion times and she still looks as pretty as ever:D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, was overall quite okay.&lt;br /&gt;nea training at school&gt;tution!&gt;out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, yawns,im tired.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord,You are always, always there&lt;br /&gt;Every how and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Your grace abounds so deeply within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never ever change&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday today the same&lt;br /&gt;Forever till forever meets no end.&lt;br /&gt;its time. Amen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-8743628384983673034?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8743628384983673034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=8743628384983673034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8743628384983673034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8743628384983673034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/hahahahs-hello-heh-cap-was-okay-wth.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SC8D5baoNjI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ZHGDlpieX7Y/s72-c/2210351094_7f3ae0a38e_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-7208212196632532336</id><published>2008-05-15T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T09:47:11.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahahah hello hello hello&lt;br /&gt;past two days were games days and phew, my back hurts after captain ball from yesterday):&lt;br /&gt;heh,captain ball faraday c div got 1st! (;&lt;br /&gt;apparently many people seems to be unhappy with faraday &lt;br /&gt;but hey, whatever and great effort guys:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, there was soccer and basketball.&lt;br /&gt;soccer we got 2nd but fleming get firstttttttttt!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh YAYAY hahaha wooo flemmmmming.&lt;br /&gt;rolls eyes. &lt;br /&gt;stacy is crazy after today's soccer game;D&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;hahahas, went to sit at the grand stand with cheryllin,kat,mf,michelle,vivien etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gossiped&gt;watched&gt;cheered randomly&gt;everyone thought ahmed was from fleming but turned out to be nobel&gt;eating, drinking&gt; hide under umbrella&gt;stared;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when match finished, went to library to talk then "volunteered" to go out of library to canteen cause we were "cool". :B&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back at 2 plus with kat,cheryl, mf and zkri&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and everyone got the yawning "virus" at the mrt:D&lt;br /&gt;yawned till mf and cheryl teared;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha okay,thats all.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;bury you deep down in my memory.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-7208212196632532336?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7208212196632532336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=7208212196632532336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/7208212196632532336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/7208212196632532336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/ahahah-hello-hello-hello-past-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-2210841534538660800</id><published>2008-05-10T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T08:21:23.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SCW7YXZ-_TI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ASbkTx_jX1A/s1600-h/827346647_2807fa6194_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SCW7YXZ-_TI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ASbkTx_jX1A/s320/827346647_2807fa6194_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198767372143361330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah bake cupcakes with renee and dad at home today(;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;it tasted&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;okay;D&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;and reminds me, im supposed to do the yellow ribbon project.&lt;br /&gt;ughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-2210841534538660800?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2210841534538660800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=2210841534538660800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2210841534538660800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2210841534538660800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/hahahah-bake-cupcakes-with-renee-and.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SCW7YXZ-_TI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ASbkTx_jX1A/s72-c/827346647_2807fa6194_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-9016753778263893289</id><published>2008-05-07T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:35:21.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>geeky wednesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SCFAevo01YI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/hZbjatiwwPY/s1600-h/586961408_e6b1744d5f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SCFAevo01YI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/hZbjatiwwPY/s320/586961408_e6b1744d5f_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197506341890217346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell, &lt;br /&gt;im trying to imitate finella here.&lt;br /&gt;eheeemez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dear doctor,&lt;br /&gt;im really really superficially withering like a flower which is about to wilt because of your stupid medicine which does not seem to work on the stupid flu.&lt;br /&gt;ughs.&lt;br /&gt;also, dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;you are the lamest person ever.&lt;br /&gt;wakeup man,i send out the mass email,you didnt bloody reply, and you are telling me we are not doing anything?&lt;br /&gt;don't be a kuku yeas, and wakeup.&lt;br /&gt;kthanks and keep that in mind:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,back to normal now!&lt;br /&gt;LOL, im so not looking forward to school tml D:&lt;br /&gt;firstly, heard that we are doing morning announcement which is shifted to friday.&lt;br /&gt;then, script checking. shit.&lt;br /&gt;but the person sitting to me would be worse,having to hear me clear my throat and sneezee continuously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but heh, gooooooooooood newssss&lt;br /&gt;my sis is allowed to go for a sleepover at her friend's house.&lt;br /&gt;Which means, hahaha i maybe allowed to go for the sleepover at michelle's house.&lt;br /&gt;SEXXX YOOZX. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright bye.&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be enjoying life nowadays.(even with the stupid blocked nose etc)&lt;br /&gt;:B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KSERIOUSLY.BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-9016753778263893289?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/9016753778263893289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=9016753778263893289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/9016753778263893289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/9016753778263893289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/hell-im-trying-to-imitate-finella-here.html' title='geeky wednesday.'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SCFAevo01YI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/hZbjatiwwPY/s72-c/586961408_e6b1744d5f_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-1377928661921844878</id><published>2008-05-05T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T01:53:59.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reclaim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SB6_Rvo01XI/AAAAAAAAAWI/E1tp-eqY84A/s1600-h/61173884_219472b8cd_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196801331598513522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SB6_Rvo01XI/AAAAAAAAAWI/E1tp-eqY84A/s320/61173884_219472b8cd_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughs, i hate doctors, i hate medicine. &lt;br /&gt;no, i hate getting sick&lt;br /&gt;esp on the day directly after the exams D:&lt;br /&gt;rolls eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this rate, i will probably be voice-less tml):&lt;br /&gt;worst fever ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to bake cupcakes tml (;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNESS, STACY IS SUCH A GREAT COOK;D&lt;br /&gt;wahahahas&lt;br /&gt;LOL. not. &lt;br /&gt;im probably going to end up with burnt stuff for all i know(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 202, reply my email plsplspls;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHXBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-1377928661921844878?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1377928661921844878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=1377928661921844878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/1377928661921844878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/1377928661921844878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/reclaim.html' title='reclaim'/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SB6_Rvo01XI/AAAAAAAAAWI/E1tp-eqY84A/s72-c/61173884_219472b8cd_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-5678067210894084730</id><published>2008-05-02T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T07:20:18.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SBsYgPo01VI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Gkk1zLB3EAk/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SBsYgPo01VI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Gkk1zLB3EAk/s320/DSC00255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195773537334646098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOHOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE LIKE FINALLY OVER:D&lt;br /&gt;went out with michelle, wenli and semi(;&lt;br /&gt;those pretty woman. so hot that they made me catch a flu -seriously xD&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;left with michelle first cos wenli and semi wanted to discuss their ymc project&lt;br /&gt;michelle is so funny when she shops:D&lt;br /&gt;hahahas&lt;br /&gt;shopped&gt; bought soup from saybon(really nice(:)&gt;ate mac&gt;played with photoID&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk around here there, MICHELLE REALLY GOT STAMINA TO SHOP. &lt;br /&gt;okay, fine,its like i get tired from walking here to there,there to here and she is super pro and continues:o&lt;br /&gt;grins.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hahaha anyway, later met up with wenli and semi.&lt;br /&gt;gossiped at a really rich-teen cafe&lt;br /&gt;and hahas both me and michelle drank plain water cos its free(and the service charge was like $3?! like what the hell?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later went to shops where we chose dresses for each other. &lt;br /&gt;and theres where i felt demoralised D:&lt;br /&gt;they all look good except for me):&lt;br /&gt;must jian fei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop&gt;shop&gt;shop&gt;starbucks&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenli is nice to talk to;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahas, feel so relaxed now but im having a really bad flu,with runny nose and sore throat D:&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,go to do preparation for tml interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and to keep my mind off some stupid stuff,&lt;br /&gt;gossip girls, gossip girls, GOSSIP GIRLS! (omfg, the clothes are like totally kickass)(;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-5678067210894084730?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5678067210894084730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=5678067210894084730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5678067210894084730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5678067210894084730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-wenli-is-nice-to-talk-tod-ahas.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SBsYgPo01VI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Gkk1zLB3EAk/s72-c/DSC00255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-8494767666021212821</id><published>2008-04-29T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T23:50:59.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SBgRb_o01SI/AAAAAAAAAVg/z7f8nlgGY8A/s1600-h/634246367_09ab401a1e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194921342808675618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SBgRb_o01SI/AAAAAAAAAVg/z7f8nlgGY8A/s320/634246367_09ab401a1e_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellooooooo blog 8)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha feel much relaxed now(;&lt;br /&gt;english and chemitry is done,&lt;br /&gt;which means left with bio :D&lt;br /&gt;went self-shopping at tm just now&lt;br /&gt;and bought some band which apparently looks damn cool:)&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,now I SERIOUSLY NEED TO SAVE $$$.&lt;br /&gt;i want my Polaroid Supercolor 635 or holga ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SBgVVvo01TI/AAAAAAAAAVo/V5Z0zP3_x3M/s1600-h/390103250_8939ea21b4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194925633481004338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SBgVVvo01TI/AAAAAAAAAVo/V5Z0zP3_x3M/s320/390103250_8939ea21b4_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, which&lt;br /&gt;lovely, great, excellent, marvellous, sexy, cool, wonderwoman, spiderman,catwoman, batman, barney,&lt;br /&gt;innocent, angelic, angelical, angelina jolie, clean, lily-white,brad pitt, pure, sinless, unblemished, uncorrupted, undefiled, unstained, unsullied, untainted, blameless, faultless, guiltless, harmless, irreproachable, lily-white, unblamable, guileless, ingenuous, naive, natural, simple, unaffected, unsophisticated, unstudied, unworldly, artless, hurtless, innocuous, inoffensive, unoffensive oblivious, unacquainted, unaware, unconscious, more unconscious,most unconscious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend would be willing to buy for me on 1306?&lt;br /&gt;grins.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KBYEBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-8494767666021212821?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8494767666021212821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=8494767666021212821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8494767666021212821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8494767666021212821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/hellooooooo-blog-8-hahaha-feel-much.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SBgRb_o01SI/AAAAAAAAAVg/z7f8nlgGY8A/s72-c/634246367_09ab401a1e_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-891935383532511200</id><published>2008-04-29T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T04:18:32.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SBb-Bvo01RI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sNWtPHcFhR4/s1600-h/549310106_29fb845129_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SBb-Bvo01RI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sNWtPHcFhR4/s320/549310106_29fb845129_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194618526139471122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHOS.&lt;br /&gt;mugging&gt;exams&gt;slacking&gt;mugging...&lt;br /&gt;exceptionally calm for maths, physics and chinese exams.&lt;br /&gt;was stressing myself to study for geog yesterday night,&lt;br /&gt;and what do you know, the only one topic i didn study came out. 8(&lt;br /&gt;its like freaking  @%xzdji%$$zwhegd@YBt&lt;br /&gt;ARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway at least theres like 3 more exams to goooo &lt;br /&gt;then after that is holis!&lt;br /&gt;crap,its like what the hell,&lt;br /&gt;when people are worrying about exams,i thinking about what to do during holis. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having chemistry and english tml.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;uhm, im slightly prepared for chem but still going tomug later.&lt;br /&gt;as for english,it shld be okay i guess(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, goodbyeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-891935383532511200?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/891935383532511200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=891935383532511200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/891935383532511200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/891935383532511200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/mugging.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SBb-Bvo01RI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sNWtPHcFhR4/s72-c/549310106_29fb845129_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-7529043641989963259</id><published>2008-04-22T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T18:34:41.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SA6Q-vo01OI/AAAAAAAAAVE/y_zST2lvlfw/s1600-h/2218394026_6916020d08_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SA6Q-vo01OI/AAAAAAAAAVE/y_zST2lvlfw/s320/2218394026_6916020d08_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192246828018750690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahas BOO!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;arghs,i broken my promise on not to blog, &lt;br /&gt;oh welll&lt;br /&gt;oKAY BYE, I WILL ONLY BLOG AFTER THE EXAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i made up my mind, and im not going to change it anymore. goodbye.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-7529043641989963259?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7529043641989963259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=7529043641989963259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/7529043641989963259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/7529043641989963259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/hahahas-boo-lol-arghsi-broken-my.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SA6Q-vo01OI/AAAAAAAAAVE/y_zST2lvlfw/s72-c/2218394026_6916020d08_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-7852986484150279664</id><published>2008-04-19T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T01:07:35.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SAoIUiqtpnI/AAAAAAAAAU8/tVixErIHIL0/s1600-h/polaroid_smiles_by_little_pretty.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190970669494281842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SAoIUiqtpnI/AAAAAAAAAU8/tVixErIHIL0/s320/polaroid_smiles_by_little_pretty.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im no mood for constructive posts today. D:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, stacy must be crazy, she feels like crying and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;k im tired. still, i want to blog.&lt;br /&gt;must be pms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, must be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;today was xhbwgzhe boring.&lt;br /&gt;tution&gt;slacking&gt;chatting with kang&gt;smsing&gt;jack's place&gt; made notes for geog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during tution, everyone slacked.&lt;br /&gt;vanessa and kang took turns hitting me on my legs and they went like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"bad blood circulation ahs..i see i see and *smacks."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found handprints on my legs and it was red.&lt;br /&gt;Kept whining and all but i'm fine now i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;k&lt;/b&gt;elly&gt;&lt;b&gt;n&lt;/b&gt;elvin&gt;&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;tacy&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to me uhm, nelvin drew something on my stuff and figured out this. Dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat at waraku, its seems like a super duper nice jap. restaurant luhs D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahs friday was my worst pms day ever.&lt;br /&gt;sadly had to go home before i could gossip with the others:B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thank you michelle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYEZE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-7852986484150279664?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7852986484150279664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=7852986484150279664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/7852986484150279664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/7852986484150279664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/made-notes-for-geog-during-tution.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SAoIUiqtpnI/AAAAAAAAAU8/tVixErIHIL0/s72-c/polaroid_smiles_by_little_pretty.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-7851428092160361222</id><published>2008-04-17T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T04:07:55.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SAcYRZ4zNeI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Bs0BreT3bqk/s1600-h/paper.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190143782853752290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SAcYRZ4zNeI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Bs0BreT3bqk/s320/paper.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helloo!8)&lt;br /&gt;AHAA, finally all my tests are done. :)&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, im having exams in 2 weeks]:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;had chinese presenation today,&lt;br /&gt;made faces, twitched and drank water to cool myself down.&lt;br /&gt;my mind was like "what if i do badly, OMGOMG.*looks at time. OMGOMG."&lt;br /&gt;and then, next person &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next person &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not me.&lt;br /&gt;-goes on and on-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till left kang raye and me. of cos mr toh picked me to go first &lt;br /&gt;and screwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SUCKED. &lt;br /&gt;made the class laughed, cos of the way  spoke chinese and my rephrasing of sentence. :(&lt;br /&gt;rolls eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, deborah birthday is in 3 days and we bought her a present:D&lt;br /&gt;WE= me and vivien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; okay, think i seriously have to control the way i spend my money.&lt;br /&gt;After 1 week, i will &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; left with $0 and my next allowance is like $25.&lt;br /&gt;(yea, my mum decrease after SOMEONE/SOMETHING happen)&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;netball camp is from 18-20june.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, 5 days after my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;but still looking forward to it. :)&lt;br /&gt;so, lets not talk about ne camp, cos i look forward to it even more, cos of some reason&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i think im having my worst pms ever.&lt;br /&gt;but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i can finally have a good sleep later on.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHANKSBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-7851428092160361222?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7851428092160361222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=7851428092160361222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/7851428092160361222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/7851428092160361222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/helloo8-ahaa-finally-all-my-tests-are.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SAcYRZ4zNeI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Bs0BreT3bqk/s72-c/paper.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-6724520500247894973</id><published>2008-04-14T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T00:45:14.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SANqnJ4zNdI/AAAAAAAAAUs/qYsUtWUTozg/s1600-h/129436005_ee68df44db_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189108416562542034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SANqnJ4zNdI/AAAAAAAAAUs/qYsUtWUTozg/s320/129436005_ee68df44db_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SAM-BJ4zNcI/AAAAAAAAAUk/-FI7K2nbQDc/s1600-h/1817850636_84f30de4f6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haw ho heh:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy birthday max! :D (ahas,he's so polite.LOL;])&lt;br /&gt;and happy belated birthday stanley(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahas&lt;br /&gt;before literature lesson was gossiping with semi and vivien at the concourse.(:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I JUST REALISED I KNOW SO MANY SECRETS OF PEOPLE:D&lt;br /&gt;grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literature me and vivien teamed up with beverly, chris and semi. AHAS.&lt;br /&gt;and chris is so funneh;]-she's my coconut:] heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and michelle found my skorts. YAY(: (thanks woman;])&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, im so sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;-yawns-&lt;br /&gt;but i still need to mug for chem and mathssss.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s now, im counting down to 13june:B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-6724520500247894973?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6724520500247894973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=6724520500247894973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6724520500247894973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6724520500247894973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/haw-ho-heh-happy-birthday-max-d-ahashes.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/SANqnJ4zNdI/AAAAAAAAAUs/qYsUtWUTozg/s72-c/129436005_ee68df44db_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-4989101052470922036</id><published>2008-04-12T10:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T10:25:44.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Hi Hey Yo :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY 2 DAYS ADVANCED BIRTHDAY MAX! ;]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just in case i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;ahas, saw weijin today and .&lt;br /&gt;i cut my hair! 8)&lt;br /&gt;i dont look any diff when tied up but when let down,:0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee haw. lethargic lethargic lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;tsk,now i have no idea what im talking about ho.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;heh,LOL.&lt;br /&gt;the whole self esteem thing. &lt;br /&gt;Hah, well not everyone wins in the genetic lottery I guess 8(&lt;br /&gt;There will always be "chio-er" people around that make you feel more inferior of your huge nose/zits blahblahblah. xhsbywbxy&lt;br /&gt;But no one's ugly,really.&lt;br /&gt;I guess different things shape every individuals conception of true beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Its just depends on how you judge stuffs and your perspective.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's beautiful, freaking cliche but really, &lt;br /&gt;whatever. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. okay im getting high.&lt;br /&gt;-wide grins-&lt;br /&gt;tralalas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to be a Superhero Girl WHOOHOOO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and about the other post.&lt;br /&gt;ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry sth stupid got into stacy's head and she cant shake it off. Maybe I shld try banging it against th wall, hope that pleases you. okay, have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,this is a lame post but alright byebyebye.&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;i&gt;When you look at a person, any person, remember that &lt;br /&gt;everyone has a story. &lt;br /&gt;Everyone has gone through something&lt;br /&gt;that has changed them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-4989101052470922036?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4989101052470922036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=4989101052470922036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4989101052470922036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4989101052470922036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-hi-hey-yo-happy-2-days-advanced.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-5426592007303450793</id><published>2008-04-11T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T08:41:23.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what the shit.&lt;br /&gt;i take back my words and school's real shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I remember last few years there's this advertisement goes like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mummy,mummy,mummy..*" some little boy running to his mother&lt;br /&gt;Something like that.&lt;br /&gt;In my primary sch, my classmates and i love to say that k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be in a rush now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Haven't complete my eng project&lt;br /&gt;2. Haven't study for chem,maths and physics.&lt;br /&gt;3. Haven't do tutuion hw.&lt;br /&gt;4. Haven't do bio notes.&lt;br /&gt;5. Haven't even started to study for my mid year&lt;br /&gt;6. Haven't started to buy my shoe bag&lt;br /&gt;7. Need to buy more fbts shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stacy,you are so&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fucking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I will not take any first step from now onwards anymore.&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel a &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;idiot. damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(unless things are starting to get better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to miss stella,bj,sher,kelly,jia en.&lt;br /&gt;those funny bitches of mine.8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-5426592007303450793?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5426592007303450793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=5426592007303450793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5426592007303450793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5426592007303450793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-524534367165635196</id><published>2008-04-11T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T07:39:37.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_9cDtPn6zI/AAAAAAAAAUY/QOHb56kcjtQ/s1600-h/415672323_40a8edabc1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_9cDtPn6zI/AAAAAAAAAUY/QOHb56kcjtQ/s320/415672323_40a8edabc1_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187966514508589874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;reply to tags!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stella: &lt;i&gt;*burp.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivienang: &lt;i&gt;ahas, u are in trouble, woman. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abigail: &lt;i&gt;ABBIE! ABBIE! C(...)! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glen:&lt;i&gt; ahhhs,copycat! 8)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh shitttt you snzxhyunre23@hgsndyx&lt;br /&gt;F. &lt;br /&gt;wth. who took my skorts and even leave the ezlink card on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;if this is some kind of prank,u(insert @#%e here.)&lt;br /&gt;ok lahs, honestly, who the hell would play such a sick prank.&lt;br /&gt;bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever,but &lt;s&gt;school is simply getting better? 8)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaaadaaaaaayaaaaadaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before training,gaying(!) around with michelle, vivien, mf, huishi and charmaine&lt;br /&gt;LOL. meifang's hands are so long &lt;br /&gt;and WTF! DEAD FUNNY! michelle looks super funneh when she catwalks.:B&lt;br /&gt;hahaaha.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;netball was nice,fun and tiring today. :D&lt;br /&gt;i like this kind of training even though its really tiring. [:&lt;br /&gt;ahas, coach wants me to play 'gk',&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i think im total crap;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with michelle and mf on some bull topic before going home. &lt;br /&gt;those two bimbos. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,what the hell,thats all. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-524534367165635196?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/524534367165635196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=524534367165635196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/524534367165635196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/524534367165635196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/ahhhh-shitttt-you-snzxhyunre23hgsndyx-f.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_9cDtPn6zI/AAAAAAAAAUY/QOHb56kcjtQ/s72-c/415672323_40a8edabc1_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-198124753246481028</id><published>2008-04-10T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T03:08:03.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_3jdNPn6yI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/nWcgeA-jFtI/s1600-h/1227634057_904cf298c3_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_3jdNPn6yI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/nWcgeA-jFtI/s320/1227634057_904cf298c3_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187552436711582498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez, my chinese is screwed.&lt;br /&gt;never done so badly before]:&lt;br /&gt;rolled eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAS. &lt;br /&gt;exams in 2 weeks time,and i going to mug like wkuszsz2ui138x17.&lt;br /&gt;and hohos, after that is the holidays(: and *winks. my birthday:D&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghs,there is like this sudden contraction in my knee when i walk and it hurts): and my ankle hurts now after jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i still need to complete my bio&lt;br /&gt;okay,this is lame post but ohh weeelll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm,byebyebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-198124753246481028?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/198124753246481028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=198124753246481028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/198124753246481028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/198124753246481028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/geez-my-chinese-is-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_3jdNPn6yI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/nWcgeA-jFtI/s72-c/1227634057_904cf298c3_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-453919092705693530</id><published>2008-04-09T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T03:44:29.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_yc811NzBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/PRsgJtijnnk/s1600-h/178455001_3303c31bb1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_yc811NzBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/PRsgJtijnnk/s320/178455001_3303c31bb1_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187193439880334354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeehee&lt;br /&gt;i got 15min to blog before i shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; p.s sorry nicky and abigail for getting you guys such crummy presents cos the cookies i bake all tasted weird after leaving for sooo long. i bake another batch during june holidays to make up;]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, reply to tags:D&lt;br /&gt;(from previous )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h&gt;stella&lt;/h&gt;: hellos bub. no lahs, you are clever kay(: and my friend thinks u are uber cool:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h&gt;cheryl&lt;/h&gt;: ehhee, hellos ponny;] AHAS, of course:D *winks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h&gt;semi&lt;/h&gt;: hellooo you(: yours was sooo much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h&gt;one of them.. or sth&lt;/h&gt;(i forgot who the other person was): AHAS, helloos whoever u are. ;] thanks for the spam and balls._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAS&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's match was funnn cos we won(:&lt;br /&gt;LOL. the score was 16-7 i think.&lt;br /&gt;but still unlike the other players,i played crappingly. ]:&lt;br /&gt;sheshh,i dunno if im too hard on myself nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;ahas:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MJHXENH I PLAYED SOCCER!&lt;br /&gt;it was quite fun overall cos i kept screaming whenever the ball was passed to me;D&lt;br /&gt;YAYME(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez,today is boring. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths and physics test went quite well today&lt;br /&gt;vivien's ans for last ques of physics was darn funneh.&lt;br /&gt;"3-1=2 cos 2 is a nicer no.,and 18..."&lt;br /&gt;hahahas. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;speaker:" i must win that james..."&lt;br /&gt;stacy: "omg,omg, james kok james kok"&lt;br /&gt;cheryl:" who wants james' kok?" *the joke again;]&lt;br /&gt;laughs,just realised how silly cheryl and i can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im tired.8(&lt;br /&gt;school rocks like shit today.&lt;br /&gt;and im so stressed up really. &lt;br /&gt;and when things seem to be getting better for a few secs, its goes downfall again.&lt;br /&gt;this is lame but shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;And im turning to a bad old loser nowadays. :B&lt;br /&gt;vivien should know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, thanks byebyebyebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-453919092705693530?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/453919092705693530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=453919092705693530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/453919092705693530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/453919092705693530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/heeehee-i-got-15min-to-blog-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_yc811NzBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/PRsgJtijnnk/s72-c/178455001_3303c31bb1_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-2043981683801663244</id><published>2008-04-06T05:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T05:57:42.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_jIq11Ny_I/AAAAAAAAATw/4NGlqhv3f1k/s1600-h/239325801_4dadeb85ff_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_jIq11Ny_I/AAAAAAAAATw/4NGlqhv3f1k/s320/239325801_4dadeb85ff_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186115609247468530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA,&lt;br /&gt;im like supposed to be studying but im playing with html codes.&lt;br /&gt;ohgosh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s sorry,i will reply to tags later(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-2043981683801663244?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2043981683801663244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=2043981683801663244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2043981683801663244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2043981683801663244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/aha-im-like-supposed-to-be-studying-but.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_jIq11Ny_I/AAAAAAAAATw/4NGlqhv3f1k/s72-c/239325801_4dadeb85ff_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-8792140593882040560</id><published>2008-04-05T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T09:03:03.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHAHA&lt;br /&gt;stella and charlene is supeeerr funny!&lt;br /&gt;watch the video, darn convincing;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DOoNqwYH16s&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DOoNqwYH16s&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="375" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha toouch my body is my new inspiration:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-8792140593882040560?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8792140593882040560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=8792140593882040560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8792140593882040560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8792140593882040560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/ahaa-stella-and-charlene-is-supeeerr.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-3213203339239697232</id><published>2008-04-05T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T05:12:28.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_dmEl1Ny-I/AAAAAAAAATo/n7UvprMQEIo/s1600-h/Doll_Project__3_by_MeanGreenQueen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_dmEl1Ny-I/AAAAAAAAATo/n7UvprMQEIo/s320/Doll_Project__3_by_MeanGreenQueen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185725725001239522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" LH surge LH surge!"&lt;br /&gt;"aha,no,its increase in estrogen and progesterone"&lt;br /&gt;"gosh, progesterone dropping,i see blooddd!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA, netball was funn, sexy and azsbhnxjndh(insert adjective here)&lt;br /&gt;those catwalking and fooling around makes me feel alive:D&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahs, michelle made me feel so touched again(: &lt;br /&gt;hahas and cheer up aye:D&lt;br /&gt;dont worry!&lt;br /&gt;but whats making me anxious is that shes not replying my sms]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having netball friendly with some school on tue and fri(:&lt;br /&gt;hah.go chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeas. i agree with stella.&lt;br /&gt;its difficult being stuck between in middle, its hard to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;yayay, im quite a loner. F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, michelle and vivien! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see,i wish stella,bijia,ryan and many more would transfer in at year 3):&lt;br /&gt;then it will be so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;it will be all joking and fun everyday(:&lt;br /&gt;but i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-3213203339239697232?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3213203339239697232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=3213203339239697232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/3213203339239697232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/3213203339239697232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/lh-surge-lh-surge-ahanoits-increase-in.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_dmEl1Ny-I/AAAAAAAAATo/n7UvprMQEIo/s72-c/Doll_Project__3_by_MeanGreenQueen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-4938104418340603480</id><published>2008-04-03T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:30:11.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_T3Zl1Ny9I/AAAAAAAAATg/NU94OeTfMAY/s1600-h/258126292_68e4de8da6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_T3Zl1Ny9I/AAAAAAAAATg/NU94OeTfMAY/s320/258126292_68e4de8da6_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185041090034387922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coool&lt;br /&gt;hah,i created my own blogskin:D&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;hahahs, and my cbox is replaced with a comment box;]&lt;br /&gt;feeling so &lt;b&gt;hyper&lt;/b&gt; again!&lt;br /&gt;stupid bio report.nowi got to stay up and chiong]:&lt;br /&gt;balls.&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-4938104418340603480?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4938104418340603480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=4938104418340603480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4938104418340603480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4938104418340603480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/coool-hahi-created-my-own-blogskind-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_T3Zl1Ny9I/AAAAAAAAATg/NU94OeTfMAY/s72-c/258126292_68e4de8da6_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-2823199058862441994</id><published>2008-04-02T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T07:55:34.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_OVCF1Ny6I/AAAAAAAAATI/ZnKnmosYCQE/s1600-h/smile__by_hannahxcoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_OVCF1Ny6I/AAAAAAAAATI/ZnKnmosYCQE/s320/smile__by_hannahxcoe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184651459191229346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho,&lt;br /&gt;blogs here there&lt;br /&gt;the new obsession with blogs as huikang would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway REPLY to tags first.:D&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: hahaha LOL.i shall say n(ichol highway!) :D heh, see first bahs!&lt;br /&gt;stella: hah, yeas,me too D: but i miss the sexy teacher in charge more;]&lt;br /&gt;weilin: YOOOS!(: hahaha yeas!&lt;br /&gt;michelle: heyheys woman((:&lt;br /&gt;abigail: hahahs,aw, okay hun;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;okay.today is MADDD day;DD&lt;br /&gt;hah, but seriously i prefer last year cos it was more funnnnn! :D&lt;br /&gt;singing was wayy cool;]&lt;br /&gt;heh, and my chair keep vibrating throughout the entire thing due to some REALLLY ENTERTAINING people keeping me entertained through the entire thing. &lt;br /&gt;hahhaahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;student leader talk with mr suresh was funneh.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...shld come everytime morning assembly, everyday at least 1 person would be in crutches, or some injury.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true though :D&lt;br /&gt;the survey also showed that we won most of the other sch in certain areas but hahah our peer relation was like wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy lower than other schools.&lt;br /&gt;see, its the ca thats making everyone competitve so yeas D:&lt;br /&gt;ohh weeelll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FPS was as usual, fun.&lt;br /&gt;as if.&lt;br /&gt;lols,just that we had really nice teachers so hahas;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterthat,went home alone;]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;heres sth random.the netball tee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_OdR11Ny7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/ieJZkZtzjxg/s1600-h/front%2Btee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_OdR11Ny7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/ieJZkZtzjxg/s320/front%2Btee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184660525867191218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-Y-E world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-2823199058862441994?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2823199058862441994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=2823199058862441994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2823199058862441994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/2823199058862441994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/hoho-blogs-here-there-new-obsession.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_OVCF1Ny6I/AAAAAAAAATI/ZnKnmosYCQE/s72-c/smile__by_hannahxcoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-4254453245244667816</id><published>2008-03-30T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:24:45.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_T2t11Ny8I/AAAAAAAAATY/-LTFKYk7V7o/s1600-h/556687630_0332f20b13_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_T2t11Ny8I/AAAAAAAAATY/-LTFKYk7V7o/s320/556687630_0332f20b13_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185040338415111106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahas, im feeling &lt;u&gt;HIGH:D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-4254453245244667816?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4254453245244667816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=4254453245244667816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4254453245244667816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4254453245244667816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/hahahas-im-feeling-highd-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R_T2t11Ny8I/AAAAAAAAATY/-LTFKYk7V7o/s72-c/556687630_0332f20b13_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-5441711197086794186</id><published>2008-03-27T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T07:05:27.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-tsgl1Ny4I/AAAAAAAAAS4/jaMv1Zcx_f4/s1600-h/2073271926_1456635c53_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-tsgl1Ny4I/AAAAAAAAAS4/jaMv1Zcx_f4/s320/2073271926_1456635c53_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182355103386815362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR&lt;br /&gt;days have passed,and firstly,happy belated birthdaayyy!&lt;br /&gt;; stellaa!(5march)&lt;br /&gt;; yue qi(19march)&lt;br /&gt;; cheryllllllye-oew(20march!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah,this is super belated;/&lt;br /&gt;didn blog for real long.didn have the time.&lt;br /&gt;hah, sometimes i really have the urge to make this blog pirvate.&lt;br /&gt;ohh well,i dont know. see first&lt;br /&gt;balls, just had physics &amp; bio exams yesterday and woahs.&lt;br /&gt;arghs, bio was screwed.and physics was &lt;s&gt;great&lt;/s&gt; &lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha oh,and went to the sonar blablah.&lt;br /&gt;uhm,some making solar cars competition and ccwfbhjvnxbmjh&lt;br /&gt;some guys there were ey, hot, hot, hawt! ;]&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;cos the hall is used by the yr 4 we had our exams in class!&lt;br /&gt;hahahas,so today didnt have to change table arrangement and i sat with cheryl and abigail:DDD and behind vivien((:&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how quiet im in class cos those two women sitting beside me were wayyyyyyyyyyyyy more distracted:D laughs. &lt;br /&gt;during break:&lt;br /&gt;vivien,me,cheryl and abigail were (insert [M] adjective here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;C: you know what i will say in the first group meeting *wholebunchofstuff and ___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: ltr ___ to jon and jon find nicky and blablah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S:nah,ask him to find me at *says add.(laughs!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: zomg,i just foundout a new way of pointing middle finger.(raise hand up suddenly and point little finger )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C and V: then if angry,poke finger into nostrils and then ltr say sorry.(demo. actions at abbie:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: hahaha,OMG,no. if super angry then use little finger and poke into her or his nostrils continuously ( demo.actions at abbie;D)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah,poor abigail and everyone was laughing like mad afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;and cheryl told us some sick joke about &lt;i&gt;donuts and grapes&lt;/i&gt; which made me laugh like helll.:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;okay. life's not good. i hate school. i love my friends. i want to sail.&lt;br /&gt;blablablah.whatever._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;emo is arghs!&lt;/u&gt; stupidme.&lt;br /&gt;wondering if i shld go and take the chij st nic. dsa test for sec3 ]:&lt;br /&gt;sigghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like going to netball anymore. Its like whats the point of me going.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. &lt;br /&gt;Zz,i dont want to make wrong decisions and blablah.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid,i need to sail and run. &lt;br /&gt;i wanntt to go sailing camppp ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh,im lazy to update my friendster;]&lt;br /&gt;before i end this post, happy birthday eve abigail:D&lt;br /&gt;laughs,loved!&lt;br /&gt;oh, and happy advanced birthday to nicky too;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you surrender and turn away from your mistakes to God, you'll be forgiven, Not going to church or praying or doing good things, he'll know if you are really surrending to him and turning away from what you know that is wrong,afterall he is God." {♥}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w/ love&lt;br /&gt;stay-ci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-5441711197086794186?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5441711197086794186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=5441711197086794186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5441711197086794186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5441711197086794186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/roar-days-have-passedand-firstlyhappy.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-tsgl1Ny4I/AAAAAAAAAS4/jaMv1Zcx_f4/s72-c/2073271926_1456635c53_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-6551194843525082653</id><published>2008-03-23T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T07:06:24.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;laughs,i hate school.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever,sigh. &lt;br /&gt;And life,what can i say? &lt;br /&gt;Its like that, blablablah. And fhkbccbchiue, life's not good.&lt;br /&gt;wellwell,(insert c&amp;p here) tml.&lt;br /&gt;and im not looking forward to it at all,sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Yayay then,whatever,anything.&lt;br /&gt;miracle miracle hate.&lt;br /&gt;anything.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-6551194843525082653?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6551194843525082653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=6551194843525082653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6551194843525082653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6551194843525082653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/laughsi-hate-school.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-8134735606493898281</id><published>2008-03-22T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T22:28:10.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-XoBV1Ny2I/AAAAAAAAASo/uuWxNgH7yRM/s1600-h/1403268090_0829f315f1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-XoBV1Ny2I/AAAAAAAAASo/uuWxNgH7yRM/s320/1403268090_0829f315f1_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180802056097483618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, im now at honey's house blogging:]&lt;br /&gt;she's so hardworkinggg;/&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i feel super gulity for slacking;((&lt;br /&gt;hahhas ohh and check out this new baby;]&lt;br /&gt;hahahah whhhheeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-XqEF1Ny3I/AAAAAAAAASw/AkzOB6GGu7Y/s1600-h/Z770i_frontandside_exquisite~gold.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-XqEF1Ny3I/AAAAAAAAASw/AkzOB6GGu7Y/s320/Z770i_frontandside_exquisite~gold.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180804302365379442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-8134735606493898281?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8134735606493898281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=8134735606493898281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8134735606493898281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8134735606493898281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/heh-im-now-at-honeys-house-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-XoBV1Ny2I/AAAAAAAAASo/uuWxNgH7yRM/s72-c/1403268090_0829f315f1_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-4296802113234607565</id><published>2008-03-21T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T05:58:05.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-PAdl1Ny1I/AAAAAAAAASg/MrWLj-k0KiA/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-PAdl1Ny1I/AAAAAAAAASg/MrWLj-k0KiA/s320/DSC00514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180195611010255698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-PAEV1NyyI/AAAAAAAAASI/y7Qs_0mJlHE/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-PAEV1NyyI/AAAAAAAAASI/y7Qs_0mJlHE/s320/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180195177218558754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-PAEl1NyzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/p5FEoXBLcww/s1600-h/DSC00511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-PAEl1NyzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/p5FEoXBLcww/s320/DSC00511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180195181513526066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahas, today is insannee! ;D&lt;br /&gt;basically today was make up of lit,li,lit,camwhores,fooling around &amp; KFC!;]&lt;br /&gt;hahahas,my acting was totally crap&lt;br /&gt;whereas yh,nick &amp; dx  were totally inspiring;D&lt;br /&gt;hahas, ltr played adumb game ofusingthe massager to whack one another butts with glenda,my 3 yr olds sis! but it was funn &amp; man, we were like crappishly childish:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh weelll(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-4296802113234607565?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4296802113234607565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=4296802113234607565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4296802113234607565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4296802113234607565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/hahahas-today-was-fuuuunnnnnnnnnnnn-d.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-PAdl1Ny1I/AAAAAAAAASg/MrWLj-k0KiA/s72-c/DSC00514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-5810466771993498779</id><published>2008-03-20T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T06:11:41.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-I2311NysI/AAAAAAAAARY/5a8YEe8k6EA/s1600-h/426636170_2c4798becb_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-I2311NysI/AAAAAAAAARY/5a8YEe8k6EA/s320/426636170_2c4798becb_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179762854400477890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahas, today was crap.&lt;br /&gt;at least my chemistry i did quite well;]&lt;br /&gt;hahas, and i thought over what mr toh said and yeas, i guess its time to thank people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, &lt;br /&gt;my family- to be short,if not for them i wont be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my pri sch teachers- i love them((: they are the ones who made me enjoy primary sch life &amp; feel what life is all about:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stella- omgosh, without you i would never have fun in pri 3 and 4( &amp; of cos in sailing:D) and the malavika joke!;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bi jia and kelly- without you two i would be super lonely in class and left out;]&lt;br /&gt;miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherweine,jia en and germaine-heh, without you i woont have fun too((:&lt;br /&gt;tay xi&amp; shu yan- aww, i miss those days when we draw pics in chinese class:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dacy,weilin and shaun- heheh,i miss you all:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bn,nana,yong seng, nichol,ryan, tian wei etc etc.- hahahas i miss your jokes! :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and basically the entire 6E class((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;202- i loveeee you all(: &lt;br /&gt;hui kang- heh,dude, you r a great listener;] thnks for listening to me;D&lt;br /&gt;micheellee- hahaha,omg you babe! ;D&lt;br /&gt;cheryl yeow- heh,honey you make me smile without fail;]&lt;br /&gt;abbie- aww, you are so cuteee! :D&lt;br /&gt;vivien- hahahas, you are a great help in *_____((:&lt;br /&gt;and your stories are interesting, B2 thinks so too;D&lt;br /&gt;B2- hahahas,you twin.;)&lt;br /&gt;janice- you nice bub(:&lt;br /&gt;nicky, yu han and dx- you trio(: thnks for accompanying me on the way home!;D&lt;br /&gt;yuki- hahahas, you funneh and nice bro;DD&lt;br /&gt;kang raye- hahhas, you are funnehh((;&lt;br /&gt;jx- you nice guy!;]&lt;br /&gt;charles,shahid- gay patnersss! ;DDDD&lt;br /&gt;glen- for letting know how lifes like(: blessyou.&lt;br /&gt;ivan- you seatmateee!&lt;br /&gt;all the netballers- omg, you all chiobu;DD&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the hot people i see(!)-heh, you all make me feel alive(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas, feel much better now;]&lt;br /&gt;whhee,im doing littmlwith my gay partners. byes(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-5810466771993498779?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5810466771993498779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=5810466771993498779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5810466771993498779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/5810466771993498779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-was-trying-to-make-my-movewhen-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R-I2311NysI/AAAAAAAAARY/5a8YEe8k6EA/s72-c/426636170_2c4798becb_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-4015335674937938044</id><published>2008-03-15T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T23:12:44.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R9y6UIZ8JGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/vrYPF9OvaGg/s1600-h/259616051_3dd7f862bc_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R9y6UIZ8JGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/vrYPF9OvaGg/s320/259616051_3dd7f862bc_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178218526585660514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh screw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-4015335674937938044?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4015335674937938044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=4015335674937938044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4015335674937938044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/4015335674937938044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/ahhh-screw.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R9y6UIZ8JGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/vrYPF9OvaGg/s72-c/259616051_3dd7f862bc_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-8216389475894529734</id><published>2008-03-14T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T08:33:14.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R9qU2IZ8JFI/AAAAAAAAARI/CI-eLykT29M/s1600-h/521722422_7f1acf345d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R9qU2IZ8JFI/AAAAAAAAARI/CI-eLykT29M/s320/521722422_7f1acf345d_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177614379305935954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"it hurts, but you made me feel alive."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha im happpyyyyyy:D&lt;br /&gt;LOL.not.&lt;br /&gt;feeling all stony throughout the day,hahahs, must be some symptoms of my cough):&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;ohs,first time running 1.6km &amp; i actually vomitted.&lt;br /&gt;usually when running,i dont feel anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;must be getting fat(!)&lt;br /&gt;hahhas,uh at least it made me feel alive((:&lt;br /&gt;but till now,my sides,back &amp; head still hurts!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh balls, im such a weird person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning went to east coast park with the 102 girls;]&lt;br /&gt;except for janice! &lt;br /&gt;dude,come back soon,we miss you;D&lt;br /&gt;hahahs, wardah was super pro at catching fish and crab&lt;br /&gt;to think i was stupidedly looking for fish and when i really saw a fish&lt;br /&gt;"omg, a fish a fish!" &amp; then fish disappears._. &lt;br /&gt;LOL,i feel so dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after netball,went to holland v with micheelleee(!),deborah(:D)&amp; vivien to eat!&lt;br /&gt;heh, ate burger king cos i fussed abt eating at coffebean &lt;br /&gt;so in the end, BK!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home about 9 which was really really late;/&lt;br /&gt;hahahas,ohs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;michelle its not your fault lahs! :]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghs! till now im still coughing:/&lt;br /&gt;esp when i reach home,i will start coughing like hell.&lt;br /&gt;balls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-8216389475894529734?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8216389475894529734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=8216389475894529734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8216389475894529734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/8216389475894529734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-hurts-but-you-made-me-feel-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R9qU2IZ8JFI/AAAAAAAAARI/CI-eLykT29M/s72-c/521722422_7f1acf345d_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-116375784975397894</id><published>2008-03-13T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T07:30:49.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R9k2HoZ8JDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/g-19fINm0tY/s1600-h/721510105_b314546e17_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R9k2HoZ8JDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/g-19fINm0tY/s320/721510105_b314546e17_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177228751372297266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh balls. &lt;br /&gt;im having a freaking bad sore throat today:((( &lt;br /&gt;%#$@%*&amp;!&lt;br /&gt;my voice is freaking hoarse(!) &amp; hahas, bet dx had a shock when he heard my voice this morning;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahas,i get so distracted easily nowadays that i cant study:/&lt;br /&gt;heh,&amp; i suddenly feel bad towards esp huishi): sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh,oh weelll):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-116375784975397894?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/116375784975397894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=116375784975397894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/116375784975397894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/116375784975397894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/arghs-having-i-freaking-bad-sore-throat.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R9k2HoZ8JDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/g-19fINm0tY/s72-c/721510105_b314546e17_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-6746776857964944620</id><published>2008-03-12T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T08:28:32.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R9f2loZ8JCI/AAAAAAAAAQw/TilwW--SsOo/s1600-h/2254203492_0297c9f44b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R9f2loZ8JCI/AAAAAAAAAQw/TilwW--SsOo/s320/2254203492_0297c9f44b_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176877423047484450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyhos world:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghs,feels feverish now cos of the neA camp)):&lt;br /&gt;but hahahs!&lt;br /&gt;today went to plaza singapura for mini class outing;]&lt;br /&gt;when reached there,guys already at KFC eating! &lt;br /&gt;cant believe that they guys are so much earlier:/&lt;br /&gt;ohs,&amp; yuki and wenbo keep disappearing,heh,probably to lan shop.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,after eating went to cinema.&lt;br /&gt;intially wanted to watch step up 2 but then in the end settled for leap years(:&lt;br /&gt;some of the girls cried too so hahahs, use joseph's tatic of passing the tissue:DD&lt;br /&gt;darn funny(:&lt;br /&gt;i bet jon cried too:D &lt;br /&gt;cos he was like wiping eyes &amp; laughing!?&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas sat with sweetheart today((:&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG, and im 99.99% surethat mr valles made a guest appearance at the leap yrs.&lt;br /&gt;weeell, yeas.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum was suprisingly funny today;D&lt;br /&gt;ohh whhee,i might be getting a new hp tml(((((:&lt;br /&gt;heh, happy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-6746776857964944620?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6746776857964944620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=6746776857964944620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6746776857964944620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/6746776857964944620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/heyhos-worldd-arghsfeels-feverish-now.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KbfLGAblamo/R9f2loZ8JCI/AAAAAAAAAQw/TilwW--SsOo/s72-c/2254203492_0297c9f44b_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189686322782079641.post-1266222682173354954</id><published>2008-03-11T01:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:37:32.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh, testing(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3189686322782079641-1266222682173354954?l=s-stacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1266222682173354954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3189686322782079641&amp;postID=1266222682173354954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/1266222682173354954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3189686322782079641/posts/default/1266222682173354954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-stacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/heh-testing.html' title=''/><author><name>life as a balloon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05309111592014336021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
