<?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-7288489</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:24:11.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GETalife\\</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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>229</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116672211276601651</id><published>2006-12-22T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T01:28:32.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGGGG There's ZOUK in Kuala Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;Cool eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116672211276601651?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116672211276601651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116672211276601651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/12/omgggg-theres-zouk-in-kuala-lumpur.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116628265387824007</id><published>2006-12-16T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:24:13.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG I LIKE MY BROTHER'S iBook &lt;--- PowerBookG4. Its POWER manzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORE SORE SORE SORE SORE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116628265387824007?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116628265387824007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116628265387824007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/12/omg-i-like-my-brothers-ibook.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116611162065191924</id><published>2006-12-14T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T23:53:40.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Punk rocker?</title><content type='html'>OMBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB! &lt;---- i really do like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the Asian games 2006, Doha, and boy am i impressed! I thk Singapore is making it big in terms of sports like sailing. They clinched the most number of gold medals there if im not wrong. IM NOT! Hahah ok, but i really am impressed. Yeah, and take away the -ed (s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this call from someone just this evening and i thought it was my cousin being stupid so i said 'hiiiiiiiiii' in a draggy, lazy, low voice kinda way. AND then i realised it isnt her. UWA offered me a place for my double degree. Like, whattheeeeeeeeeee............................ so now its between this and law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? Come to thk of it, i've probably never mugged this much in my life. Actually, i didnt. Maybe its because the major exam was just 1 wk after my 2nd semester exams thats why i didnt really have to mug that hard for majors. But, I MUGGED FOR SEMESTER 2! AND IM PROUD OF IT (though i honestly felt i would do terribly especially in accounts and math). I miss econs and accounts and mugging for exams. I wish i did better in sch and not rely so much on the major. But hey, its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been talking to some ppl online and i really miss them loads. Bestfriend disappeared though &lt;--- hahah i thk i know why. GAHHHHHHHHHH! I really miss people like Buttered Kaya toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thk im draggy.........................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116611162065191924?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116611162065191924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116611162065191924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/12/punk-rocker.html' title='Punk rocker?'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116602723335870309</id><published>2006-12-14T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T00:31:17.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOYOYOOOOOOOZZZZZZ!</title><content type='html'>HELLOOOOOO SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really not supposed to be 'high' now cos uni entrance results is out today. BUT i left my letter in Aussie so i cant check my results online. damndamndamn and Mazael's making me nervous. I thk im growing old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwwwww, (i love) mommy bought Gucci shades for me. HAHAHHHHHHH! I wanted to buy 2 actually but she says they'll have new ones next time so i shdnt buy 2. BUT im contented (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E YER! The carrot cake from Bukit Timah FC ISNT NICExzxzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOO i want tau huay LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. hi korsssss you're cmg back and im gna steal your stuffSSSSSS. ROFL! HULKHULK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116602723335870309?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116602723335870309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116602723335870309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/12/yoyoyooooooozzzzzz.html' title='YOYOYOOOOOOOZZZZZZ!'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116559484993207177</id><published>2006-12-09T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T00:26:18.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you thk i thk you thk</title><content type='html'>SHUCKSSSSSSSSSSSS! Damndamndamn. You know &lt;em&gt;WHAT&lt;/em&gt;?! I kind of regret cutting my hair. Oh my buddha! But my &lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt; hairdresser says when it grows it'll be nice. Apparently, he was a hairdresser in orchard and he really is good. In fact, it was kinda nice but after i got home, i thk i look weird &lt;---- like a witch. OMBOMBOMBOMBOMB! (i like how it spells BOMB) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know im being such a bitch whinning about my hair, but i &lt;em&gt;reallyyyyyy&lt;/em&gt; like my hairstyle before i attempted this cut. HAHAH. YES, its because i got plenty of compliments, and trust me, i seldom get compliments on my hairstyle or my hair. And i thk Elisha's reallllllyyyyyy sweet. Hahah she says i have sexy hair &lt;---- natural wavy (NOT CURRRRLY), and so did Alex and James. Flo and like, the whole world (uh, not exactly whole...) asked me not to cut. Well, i have bangs now and my hair is not till half my back anymore. Like, a little longer than shoulder length. ANDDDDD i cant make my 'poof' up hair at the fringe and top. But my hairdresser made the poof at the side instead. I thk it would be nice if i hadn't had my EX hairstyle. HAHAHAH! Also, ironically, the hair i didnt trim for a good 8 months. Kinda spoilt i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! IM BEING IRRITATING AND I KNOW IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IM NOT GOING ORCHARD OR OUT OF MY HOUSE FOR THE NEXT 2 WEEKS OR TILL MY HAIR GROWS LONGER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S  I cant believe im being such a bitch blogging about HAIR. Like, ?!?!?!?!?!??! what-the-.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No more parties or clubs till then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sry hot-sexy-gorgeous-mawkish(hahah) babylove. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116559484993207177?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116559484993207177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116559484993207177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-thk-i-thk-you-thk.html' title='you thk i thk you thk'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116524544568168300</id><published>2006-12-04T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T23:17:25.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YES. Daylight-saving now. 1 hour faster. darndarndarn that means i have to set my watch everytime i go back. -.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116524544568168300?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116524544568168300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116524544568168300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116524501918773678</id><published>2006-12-04T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T23:10:22.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uncle, dry mee pok please.</title><content type='html'>GAHHHHHHHHH! My nose is a killer. Im telling you, its the dust. Anyway, when i stepped out of the airport that day, it just hit me like some huge shock wave. Just that its like, a 'humid heat wave'. Oh, and my fridge stinks. Like, REALLLY STINKS cos of leftover meat. ANDDDDD we bought so much fruits i swear its gonna rot. Ok, enough of random, miscellaneous stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i seriously have no reason to blog bcos i have nth to blog about. I FINALLY GET TO SEE MY HUGE TELLY! HAHAH. Think about it. I lived w/o a telly for the past 7-8months and we just got all the furnitures and stuff in last week but after all the refurbish-ing, we're not there to enjoy it (literally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDDD there's still nip/tuck on channel 5. HAHAH but its more bloody. Ok, im getting gahgah-ish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116524501918773678?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116524501918773678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116524501918773678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/12/uncle-dry-mee-pok-please.html' title='uncle, dry mee pok please.'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116501892666272532</id><published>2006-12-02T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T08:22:06.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for jOOOOOOO!</title><content type='html'>HIIIIIIIII JOOOOOOO! ok i know that comment thingy at the end of the post sucks. i cant post LOOOOONG comments. Halo-scan sucks. hahah ok fine. This was what i tried to post and i miss you like peanut butter and jelly sandwich. ok that sounds kinda gross. sorry. HAHAH so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOOOOOOO! &lt;---- the one w the 7 os and had 7 As in o lvls and is a bloody smart ass, HELLOOOO (in that british tone alike) hahah. i miss you like blackforest-whitechocolate muffins and banana-marshmallow-milkshake. MAKE THEM FOR ME! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH that was really dumb. i know. oh have you heard from Jean? AND I THK I SHOULD WRITE YOU AN EMAIL INSTEAD WITH ALL THE SH*T IM TYPING. right. Thats what i'll do now. See you babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116501892666272532?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116501892666272532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116501892666272532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/12/for-jooooooo.html' title='for jOOOOOOO!'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116479386311932828</id><published>2006-11-29T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T17:57:05.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRANDED but 'Made in China'.</title><content type='html'>I don't like Fann Wong. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was really random. Anyway, i was just listening to Aussie Idol on the radio the other day. Like, Sg Idol, i thk 99.95% of the supporters are actually friends and fams of the contestants. I mean, after the "Idol Season", people just forget them. Uh, don't they? Apparently, i do. Ok, i know i shouldn't generalize but i guess its more of a novelty kind of thing. And after a while, won't you get sick of it? Like, all these idol stuff. I was just talking to John the other day and he asked if i was in this Idol thing before. And i obviously wasn't, like, DUH! Do i look like i can sing?! And mind you, he asked me twice, on two different occasions. Gosh. I secretly thk he joined Australian Idol before. HAHAH! He sings well though. I thk i have 'man-voice'. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. I don't know what got me started. Oh, and i really wna get aviator shades but mom says they're 'Made in China' and its not worth. Like, WHAT THE......................... She promised me a branded one though. And seriously, everything is made in china now. And i mean, almost EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thk i &lt;em&gt;used&lt;/em&gt; to be very brand-conscious (i probably still am). I mean, c'mon &lt;em&gt;LA&lt;/em&gt;, im born and bred in Singapore. I look at my Pri6 cousin now and i thk its true that Singaporeans are very brand-conscious. Uh, MOST. And, i admit to be a victim of it &lt;---- being brand-conscious. Maybe we're brought up this way. I rmb when i was young, my parents dressed me up in 'oshkosh', 'disney' clothes, 'esprit-kids' etcetcetc. And my brothers and cousins too. My cousin and i carried ESPRIT bags in Primary 1 while some of my classmates carried 'Power-Ranger' bags. Hurhur. And i carried Billabong wallets in my upper primary years. During my first 2 years in Secondary sch and last few years in Primary sch, i indulged in sporting brands like Nike and Adidas etc and (surf) brands like ROXY, Quiksilver, VOODOO Dolls, stussy, Tommy Hilf etcetc. By the way, you were 'un-cool', 'gross' and 'tooot' if you didnt have cool, branded stuff. From sec3 on, i started looking at Mango (MNG), Zara, Topshop, Forever21, GUESS, etcetcetc. My mom even bought me 2 'Reebok Classic' shoes for school that costs around USD 100 each. That certainly beats the BATA and 'Sketchers/Bubblegum' shoes i wore in Primary school. Not forgetting the Adidas and Nike shoes almost everyone in school wore?! Your bag, pencil-case, shoes, SOCKS!, glasses -0-0-, watch etcetc had to be BRANDED. EVEN THE FOOD! &lt;---- e.g Crystal Jade. My cousin has been hunting for her ROXY pencilcase for weeks. By the way, she already bought a ROXY bag, a RipCurl wallet and.... i forgot. She bought this hot &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ROXY bag the other day bcos there wasnt any other colour left. When we came home, she kept saying "I shouldnt have bought it. I shouldnt have bought it......." So, i was like, "Why? Its quite nice WHAT!" And it turns out, she's afraid of being laughed at at school. Apparently, she's TOO PINK. -.-" -.-" -.-" -.-" -.-" -.-" -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it turns out, Primary sch kids are EXTREMELY brand conscious these days. OMG, like worse than 5 years ago. My cousin was looking longingly at the crumpler my brother bought me and she said lots of people in primary schs are carrying Crumpler. GEE! Crumpler's like Esprit, ROXY, Ripcurl and Billabong together. BUT COOLER. AND they're in... PRIMARY SCHOOL! HELLO?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i really thk Sgpreans kids are getting too brand conscious. Even worse than US! &lt;--- Our generation. But well, i admit im a victim of being brand conscious. BUT ITS NOT JUST ME RIGHT?! ANDDDDDD, i thk certain brands that are sold in Sg are rippers. They're OVER-CHARGING us! OH, I SAW THIS &lt;em&gt;PLAIN&lt;/em&gt; 'GUESS' TOP in a mag and it is priced at $165.90! I really thk its crazy and if you thk im cheapo, i thk you're stupid. CAN YOU JUSTIFY PAYING $166 for a PLAIN tank top?! I totally agree with Mrs Jacob that we're really just paying for the brand. Im not going to say that i'll STOP buying, ahem, "branded" goods though. I guess its already part of our lives right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND BY THE WAY, my mobile phone is samsung e530c.&lt;br /&gt;Very last year right? I should get a latest model soon. &lt;---- after all that shit talking up there, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116479386311932828?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116479386311932828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116479386311932828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/11/branded-but-made-in-china.html' title='BRANDED but &apos;Made in China&apos;.'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116454237808402618</id><published>2006-11-26T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:59:38.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The men don't get it?</title><content type='html'>Ok, I don't reallyyy wna say this, but...&lt;br /&gt;I THK &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(most)&lt;/span&gt; BOYS/GUYS/MEN/XY CHROMOs ARE THE PETTIEST THING ON EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men don't get it?&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;strong&gt; dont&lt;/strong&gt; get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116454237808402618?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116454237808402618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116454237808402618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/11/men-dont-get-it.html' title='The men don&apos;t get it?'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116442253308808603</id><published>2006-11-25T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T10:42:13.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When everything else doesnt seem fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'VE MOVED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; 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Okay, sorry, i know it isnt funny. Im just being random.&lt;br /&gt; -.-''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116442253308808603?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116442253308808603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116442253308808603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/11/when-everything-else-doesnt-seem-fun.html' title='When everything else doesnt seem fun...'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116442081081378738</id><published>2006-11-25T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T10:13:30.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you s-e-r-i-o-u-s?!</title><content type='html'>OOOOOOO-EMMMMMMMM-GEEEEEEEE! I received an offer to study law. HAH! Can you believe it?! Me? LAW? As in, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L-A-W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?! Ok, how cool is that? Its like, eating &lt;em&gt;charkwayteow&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;towhuay&lt;/em&gt; (arghhhh! I need it NOWWWW) kinda thing, but even bigger and better (: Lucky it isnt some shit-ass university. ok, oKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhhhhhhh. I wnaaaaaaaaaaaaaa go backkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk to &lt;em&gt;seeen-garrr-pourrrr&lt;/em&gt;, like, NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116442081081378738?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116442081081378738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116442081081378738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/11/are-you-s-e-r-i-o-u-s.html' title='Are you s-e-r-i-o-u-s?!'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116436026739676107</id><published>2006-11-24T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T17:24:27.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These are nice, arent they?</title><content type='html'>Yes, im alive &lt;----- to those who msg me about my "disapperance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh, im seriously bored and there is nothing to do. My life is practically shut down. Okay, not really. I just mean there's basically nothing much to do except go out which im doing so very often now. Been prancing the malls and there is nothing to buy or what-so-ever. Im not gg shopping for clothes anymore, im serious, because THERE IS NOTHING TO BUY. OOOOOh, but i saw a few nice dresses. GAHHHHHHHH! AS IN, REALLYYYYYY PRETTY! Im contemplating whether to get some but, uh, singapore? Maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to blog. Gee, hahah notice the 'TRYING'. omggggggggg i saw this really gorgeous peep-toe heels. Its like red and shiny. And there's white too. Spells G-O-R-G-E-O-U-S! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAMES IS MEASURING MY SLIDING DOORS. &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116436026739676107?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116436026739676107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116436026739676107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/11/these-are-nice-arent-they.html' title='These are nice, arent they?'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116261189187271295</id><published>2006-11-04T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T11:44:51.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/ab.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/ab.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOTTTTT STUFFFFFFF! ;DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;can you see? can you see? can you see? can you see?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhh. im abandoning you for a while. DIE BITCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116261189187271295?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116261189187271295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116261189187271295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/11/hottttt-stufffffff-ddddd-can-you-see.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116243726479398174</id><published>2006-11-02T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T11:14:24.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i quote dy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Unfortunately, these are no unique identities or adjectives that are used to describe us Singaporeans exclusively. I guess we have some way to go before carving out our own niche. So far, it seems our international reputation has been limited to one of a no-nonsense ruling policy, but that speaks more for our country rather than OUR PEOPLE, know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, what I finally decided would fit the bill is….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Singaporeans are Asians who can speak English”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one to come up with a definitive answer? Hooray! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, yes, lame, maybe, but it's true! Compared to the rest of Asia, we do have a much larger percentage of the population fluent in the language and that is one of our distinguishing factors. And it's also a common refrain I hear from foreigners that they are pleasantly surprised we speak English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote my Canadian friend Danny, “I love Singapore, because I can be in Asia and be understood!!!!” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116243726479398174?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116243726479398174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116243726479398174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-quote-dy.html' title='i quote dy'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116243426271487291</id><published>2006-11-02T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T10:24:22.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the entree, the main, and the fab dessert. (:</title><content type='html'>gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Graduation dinner last night was fun (besides that awkward situation). ANDDDDDD, kheliesa was hottttt, so were all others. Bestfriend was being a bitch. ok i know im blogging in weird sentences (as in like short short as-a-matter-of-fact phrases). Im bummed. Photos arent with me now. ANDdddddddddddddddddd im tireddddddddddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye apples.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116243426271487291?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116243426271487291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116243426271487291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/11/entree-main-and-fab-dessert.html' title='the entree, the main, and the fab dessert. (:'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116169376833655716</id><published>2006-10-24T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:42:48.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY PEOPLE! Ok, i thk im like talking to myself cos i have only one fan. HAHAHAH. Oh, and HI DAWNNNNNNNNNZZZZZZZ! (:  Ok, anw, i had my last paper this morning. Damnnnn! The next exam is like... 1.5 wks away. GREAT! You know what, I SOOOO LOVE EXAMS. GAHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was loveeeeeee. HAHAH i was like super HIGH today can. Woke up at like 6.15am and im proud of myself. The last time i woke up so early was during my secondary sch days. Yes, anw, the 'HIGHEST' period was after the exam cos he came to say hi. Like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahem: hellooooo! (waves hand)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me : uh, hi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah ok i was like, WOAHHHHH. Ok, i'll stop side-tracking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so we went to Khaelisa's house aft my exam cos it hari raya. oh yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda fun and stuff and i thk 'kbilhh'. HAHAHAH. ok shit. im getting high again. Yeah so i went home and mom already reached so she showed me stuff she bought for me and some random stuff i asked her to buy. And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALAOOOOO! SHE BOUGHT FENDI SHADES FOR HERSELF. EFFING 800 BUCKS! Ok, im jealous. But she says she'll get one for me when we get back or smth. hahah ok i thk mom's cool with stuff and nice. YAY! I LOVE MOMMY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU PEOPLE! (:&lt;br /&gt;i thk the earth rocks. HAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116169376833655716?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116169376833655716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116169376833655716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-people-ok-i-thk-im-like-talking-to.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116140144903419277</id><published>2006-10-22T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T15:26:10.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a totally random note....</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;HORNY HORNY HORNY&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hands&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; oooooookkkkkkk, hahah. If you actually did misread what i typed, go back and read again, cos i can see all of you giggling and slapping yourself so hard aft seeing tt. So i actually went to check if there could be other 'nicer' meanings to this word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;horn‧y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click for pronunciation key';return true;" title="Click for pronunciation key" onclick="pk = window.open('/help/luna/IPA_pron_key.html', 'PronunciationKey','height=700,width=560,left=0,top=0,resizable,scrollbars');if(pk){pk.focus();}" onmouseout="status='';return true;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pronunciation Key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" title="Click to show spelled pronunciation" onclick="javascript:show_sp()" onmouseout="status='';return true;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Show Spelled Pronunciation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[hawr-nee].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;–adjective, horn‧i‧er, horn‧i‧est.&lt;br /&gt;1. consisting of a horn or a hornlike substance; corneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. having a horn or horns or hornlike projections; horned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. hornlike as a result of hardening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Slang (vulgar).&lt;br /&gt;a. lustful.&lt;br /&gt;b. sexually excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Archaic. semiopaque or somewhat translucent, like horn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, mission failed. i couldnt seek a better source that would give a nice meaning to this word. SO, damn you! i am so not horny. im not ____ (insert name here). HAHAHAHAH. GAHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, as the title suggest, (on a totally random note), i thk Singapore JCs are cool. Like, COOL COOL! Damnnnnnn. And dan k reminded me of the ACJC thing the other day. Like all the time, not as if mike and the others are not doing the same. Anw i thk rj rocks. Andddd i thk (in no particular order), &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;acjc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;njc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;RJC (!!!!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;sajc&lt;/span&gt; vjc&lt;/span&gt; are cooooool. ooookkkk sry im just insipired by my friends. hahah. ooooh and i have totally no idea why i put njc in there. maybe its cos of _______. OH AND DAWN ITS NOT BCOS OF YOU! hahahahah OK IM JUST JOKING. I thk im retarded. (X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and after like, so long, i finally found this FAMOUS AMOS shop in the city. HARHARHAR! I WANTTTTTTT! But i thk the one at Wisma is the best. When they bake, THE WHOLE WISMA SMELLS OF COOKIES. How cool is that?!?!!!!!! ((: talking about Wisma, i found the skirt i bought from Forever 21 like, last year. And i STILL thk its nice. But i reckon i've wasted a good 70 bucks on it. Okkkkayyyyy, i wna go shop. I thk topshop is nicenicenice. Anw, i thk the shops in Singapore and Australia are SO-NOT-VARIED! Did i tell you im gg to the states?! HAHAHAHAH ok shit sorry. i did that on purpose. BLAHHHHHHH. Im not doing anything constructive and i feel like studying. OMGGGGGGG. Like, for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE PEOPLE! (X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116140144903419277?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116140144903419277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116140144903419277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/on-totally-random-note.html' title='On a totally random note....'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116139859268069431</id><published>2006-10-21T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T10:43:12.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DON'T MAKE SENSE!</title><content type='html'>omg i feel retarded. i suddenly realised i've lost touch of talking. As in, i've forgotten how to talk and make sense of what i wna say. om, this is like, baddddd. I've forgotten how to make people laugh. And i talk just for the sake of talking. omomomomomom! What has happened?! Okkkkkk, this is like &lt;strong&gt;F R E A K&lt;/strong&gt; . Or maybe im just thkg too much. HAHAH. Do i stutter when i talk. Like, now? WDVZZZZZZZZ MANZZZZZZZZZZ! hi zhong!!!!!!!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooooooooookkkkkkkk..............................&lt;br /&gt;i came across this on you tube. omggggggggawdzzzzzzzzzzz! its so swt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh and it was NATIONAL CUDDLE DAY yesterday. I GAVE OUT FREE CUDDLES! (((:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddddd, in light of what i blogged about the suicidal stuff and the self consciousness and everything, here goes smth nice. ALL SHOULD WATCH! (X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5-Z7UC94qwc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5-Z7UC94qwc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhh. i thk youtube is amazing. hahhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116139859268069431?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116139859268069431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116139859268069431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-make-sense.html' title='I DON&apos;T MAKE SENSE!'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116135526568108271</id><published>2006-10-20T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T22:47:29.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turning the wrong way</title><content type='html'>You know, i realised that as i sit in front of my laptop, warming up my seat, eating and getting fat, had math exam today, went city-walking etcetcetc, there's so much happening out there which i simply CANNOT comprehend. While skimming through blogs and stuff, i stumbled upon this very.... scary news. i realised how vulnerable life is eh. you never know whats gg to happen next and most of the time, you dont actually cherish people around you. Maybe its bcos im chinese or it family upbringing, that i never really found the... courage (?) to say i love any of my family members. i mean to them. but deep down, i know i love them like alotalotalotalotalot. i may be temperamental and all moody at times, but it isnt intentional. i thk i have anger management problem at times. but i rarely expose this side to like... the public. maybe just the mood swings, but not the crazy side. Don't get me all wrong here, i don't get violent and throw things and all the whatevers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just got me thkg, its nice having a large family, in terms of adding up the 'extended parts'. i grew up with cousins all of whom are around the same age, like 1 or 2 cousins for each year. how cool is that?! and my brothers, oh boy, when i was young i really disliked them cos they were being such bitches. but i know i love them. i rmb giving my 2nd brother 1/2 of my everyday pocket money when i was in pri 4 cos i know he doesnt bring money to sch (he's alwys saving to buy new game consoles and wdv). and the reason why im closer to my 2nd brother is cos we have a 2 yr age diff so in pri sch, while my eldest brother is in the afternoon session, we'll be in the morning and vice versa. i rmb gg to the provision shop at the back of the sch and buying useless toys and goodies with him. and the pencil ice cream which he so loved last time. and my cousins. gee, without them i seriously wouldnt have a childhood. hahahah. just thkg of them makes me... feel funny. cos i cant find the words to describe. i mean besides having a cousin OF THE SAME AGE which often result in comparisons and all the rubbish, its fun eh. i rmb running to my pri sch to buy '&lt;em&gt;chao-mee-fen&lt;/em&gt;' from my sch canteen when i was in pri 2. hahah cos the maid went to fetch my younger cousin. and we got scolded for that. hahah. and of course all the little things, our emo-ing at varied times/ years. being gross together and everything. hahhah the toot times. omggggg i can die laughing if you make me rmb our past. and i thk i was being irritating this afternoon at the city and i so wanted to go home instead cos i kinda regretted leaving my grandma home alone. i kept asking them what if she has nth to eat and she's hungry and everything. kavita super mean. she just said, "you know whats mercy killing?" damnnnnn youuuuuuuu. blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thk the world is unfair. imagine hearing stories of ppl passing away when they're so young and fresh out of pri sch. and i keep hearing stories of how this and tt committed suicide and all, or how this and tt passed away and everything. gee, its so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, im really sick of hearing how ppl commit suicide bcos of issues they have of themselves. Like, i've heard so much on this and tt committing suicide cos ppl call them fat, or they have small body parts (e.g the VJC guy) and all. all of you shd go read MITCH ALBOM's books. Esp the latest one (i forgot the title).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what i started out writing this for. but oh wells, if gods reaaaally exist....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel emo writing all this. damnnnnnnnnnn. im not being emo alright. just trying to be rhetorical. hahahah shit me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116135526568108271?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116135526568108271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116135526568108271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/turning-wrong-way.html' title='turning the wrong way'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116135156798836206</id><published>2006-10-20T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T21:39:28.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crows stars</title><content type='html'>Awww, ok my aunt and cousin went back this morning. As in to Singapore. i thk my cousin is cute. Like cute cute. hahah ok you probably didnt get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper today was a killer. Even Ryan is so uber pessimistic about it. Damnnnn, i was taking my time doing the qns. As in, i cldnt function properly cos i knew i wasnt concentrating. damnnnnnnn. ok i hope my last pp will go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tdy was nice cos i finally went to the city. like aft so long..................................&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt a long time spent but i kinda enjoyed it. hahah ppl have been asking everyone what they'll wear to the graduation rubbish. anw i don thk it'll be THAT fun bcos the feb start will be in. im not saying thats anything bad butttt, there's like 1 million people in feb start who're from china. and im not saying tts anything bad either, butttt........ hahah ok i shant say. oh yeah, katz (krist) is gna get some suit for the grad dinner. omgggggggg. coolzzz manzzzz. he'sa funny banana. blahhhhhhh. ok, got hitched. * looks reaaaaallllly good in the striped shirt and suit. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddddd, mom is flying next tues and dad on saturday. its crazy how they keep flying here and back and here and back and here and back. ooooh and mom says i can just leave my clothes here and we'll go buy tons of clothes when we go to the states at the end of the yr. -BEAMS!- ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiight, CIAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116135156798836206?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116135156798836206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116135156798836206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/crows-stars.html' title='crows stars'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116040563811917644</id><published>2006-10-09T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T22:53:58.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUNNY FUNNY FUNNY!</title><content type='html'>hahah this crap is getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my youngest cousin aka godbrother aka monster aka terrible 2 aka YG (&lt;em&gt;'YAO GUAI'&lt;/em&gt;) aka........ ok too many to name. He's like super &lt;em&gt;imp-ish &lt;/em&gt;AND irritating and all the words you can thk of to describe a tod who's &lt;em&gt;ONLY&lt;/em&gt; 2. Well, recently (or maybe even before this), he's been mimicking wdv we say or do. so he goes like "&lt;em&gt;WALAO eh..."&lt;/em&gt; at certain times which is really funny (to thk of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago, when THE RELATIVES came, i taught him to say "Please" and "Thanks" when he get smth and what-s0-ever. And there was once when he passed me smth and i went like &lt;em&gt;"THANKSSSSS MANZZZZZZ!"&lt;/em&gt; and before i knew it, he's been saying it agn and agn and agn and agn. AND NOW ITS MY FAULT TT HE'S SAYING IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it may jolly well be my fault but i really wna say smth now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WALAO EH!........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116040563811917644?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116040563811917644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116040563811917644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/funny-funny-funny.html' title='FUNNY FUNNY FUNNY!'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116040180298543498</id><published>2006-10-09T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:50:02.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when East meets West</title><content type='html'>oh my oh my, JasonOng says there's this new shopping complex or wdv opening in Singapore! Like Suntec+Tangs= &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vivocity&lt;/span&gt;. ok uhm, nice name. i wnaaaaaaaaaaaa gooooooooo backkkkkkkk................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116040180298543498?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116040180298543498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116040180298543498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-east-meets-west.html' title='when East meets West'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116040135367881696</id><published>2006-10-09T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:46:08.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need....</title><content type='html'>OKAY. THIS, is serious business.&lt;br /&gt;i cant find my econs chpt 2- international business notes, which im pretty sure i wrote pages on bcos i seem to rmb quite a large chuck of what im suppose to know on tt topic and i dont know if its &lt;em&gt;deja vu&lt;/em&gt; OR NOT bcos as i was RE-WRITING it, everything seems so familiar and therefore im unsure if its just some vague memory thingy of mine or that i really haven written it and that i am just able to recall all those principles and what-so-ever. *BREATHE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THAT WAS A RUN-ON SENTENCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDDDDDDD, i thk my gc is screwed up as in smtimes you gotta change certain functions fro diff math qns and now i obviously do not know what is wrong with the functions in my STAT bcos the graph doesnt turn out right even after i change the TYPE to SCATTER that was what the qn required, which i am thoroughly annoyed after trying the daylight out of me for the whole of last night bcos not only that, i cant get the correct regressions (as in the exact decimal of it) and there doesnt seem to be a way in changing that rubbish AND im sure i typed in the correct values and not to mention, this linear thingy that you can do on the gc! *BREATHE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMNNNNNNNNNNNN, my life is so screwed now bcos of calculators and notes. Im not trying to be whine-y here or anything but i cant help it cos sem 2 exams are just a wk away and uni-entrance exams are just 2.5 wks away FROM TODAY. ok shittttttttt, i rly need to do smth constructive. YES, and i haven finish revising any particular subjects. The only thing i don't worry about is English. Ok, it'll be a worry if i do worry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLLLLYYYYYYYYYY WANT TO GET THOSE GRADES!&lt;br /&gt;as in reeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllllllyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i have like &lt;strong&gt;POWER &lt;/strong&gt;concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;oh, by the way, (on a totally random note)...&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY LIKE ASLAN.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND I DO THINK KIM JONG 'ILLLLL' IS A SICK SICK SICK SICK MAN. Like, WHATS WRONG WITH YOU MANzzzzzzzzz?! Have you heard the news? have you have you have you have you have you???????????????&lt;br /&gt;the world is so screwed up. gee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116040135367881696?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116040135367881696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116040135367881696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-need.html' title='i need....'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116012742709511474</id><published>2006-10-06T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T17:37:07.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when it comes to light</title><content type='html'>i thk they shagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116012742709511474?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116012742709511474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116012742709511474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-it-comes-to-light.html' title='when it comes to light'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116012490617090680</id><published>2006-10-06T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T16:55:06.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>build me up buttercup!</title><content type='html'>Aiight! I've just changed my template. Like it nice and simple, proper and prim. hahah riiiiight. and so, THANKS JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! you're such a babe. ohhhhhh andddddddd, i didnt study today. and yesterday. damn! i wish my fat ass and fat fingers would move. so i can mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like big 'O's.&lt;br /&gt;((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah ok if you get it, that isnt what i meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and TimTam's &lt;em&gt;PINK WISH&lt;/em&gt; is love!&lt;br /&gt;(they might have it at cold storage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im ending this. abruptly.&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116012490617090680?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116012490617090680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116012490617090680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/build-me-up-buttercup.html' title='build me up buttercup!'/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116001450508775295</id><published>2006-10-05T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T10:15:05.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, wait. maybe even thicker than an elephant.&lt;br /&gt;-BIG FAT GRIN-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116001450508775295?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116001450508775295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116001450508775295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-116001446889884692</id><published>2006-10-05T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T10:14:28.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E YER!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok i just heard some news. hahhahaha omg funny!&lt;br /&gt;so funny my teeth is dropping&lt;br /&gt;so funny my lungs are bursting&lt;br /&gt;so funny my heart cant stop pounding&lt;br /&gt;so funny i can faint&lt;br /&gt;so funny i can die after fainting&lt;br /&gt;so funny i can drop dead in like 0.001 sec!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes *, i know ** has skin as thick as an elephant.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahahahhahhahhahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg ok sry. back to smth productive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-116001446889884692?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116001446889884692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/116001446889884692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/e-yer-ok-i-just-heard-some-news.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115944920985083768</id><published>2006-09-28T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T21:13:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LALALLALALALALALLA!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was funfunfun. Ok, QUITE fun. Cos we had this 'Chariot of fire' thing today and it was funny. Besides the 2 test i had, (which isnt rly THAT bad), sch was funnnnnnn. oh and we watched this aboriginal film today. which was nice too. just tt its too draggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like today ((((((((((((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115944920985083768?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115944920985083768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115944920985083768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/lalallalalalalalla-school-was_28.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115944911627657185</id><published>2006-09-28T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T21:11:56.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LALALLALALALALALLA!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was funfunfun. Ok, QUITE fun. Cos we had this 'Chariot of fire' thing today and it was funny. Besides the 2 test i had, (which isnt rly THAT bad), sch was funnnnnnn. oh and we watched this aboriginal film today. which was nice too. just tt its too draggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like today ((((((((((((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115944911627657185?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115944911627657185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115944911627657185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/lalallalalalalalla-school-was.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115919635388673469</id><published>2006-09-25T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T22:59:13.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XPROv6MEli8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XPROv6MEli8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is nice too. but rlyrlyrly looong.&lt;br /&gt;cheers! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115919635388673469?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115919635388673469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115919635388673469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-nice-too.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115919573852120196</id><published>2006-09-25T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T23:10:59.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqutnMKB49s" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_VCu5cKYh78" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thk these are rly nice ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d9_h336sBDs" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i thought i was bad but..... THAT ISNT ME. im not tt bad. omg am i?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah, i just came across a few of these. the last one is some person's grade 6 class. but i put tt in cos of the music. that was barre work. hahah omggggggggg i wnaaaaaaaaa goooooooo backkkkkkkkk toooooooo/forrrrrrrrr ballettttttttttt. damndamndamndamndamn! even if i go back to sg now i cant join back the same class cos everyone's learning new stuff ANDDDDDDDDDDDD i haven been exercising. omg i had a dream about ms tay and ballet the other night. &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115919573852120196?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115919573852120196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115919573852120196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-thk-these-are-rly-nice-ok-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115918988270850434</id><published>2006-09-25T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T21:11:22.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was HIGH today. hahah ((:&lt;br /&gt;maybe bcos i've handed in my rport AND IM HAPPY WITH IT. ok, &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; happy. ANDDDDDDDDD, this is rly stupid because i went to buy credit for printing in sch and the minimum is 5 bucks. after topping up my credits, I REGRETTED BUYING IT. imagine this, you bought credits with the intention of printing 15 pages but $5 ALLOWS 100 PAGES OF PRINTS! damnnn. and it expires by the end of this yr. this is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day was funfunfun. hahah. Victor became my joke. for the whole day. (:&lt;br /&gt;BUT HE'S REALLY PRETTY TODAY! ((:&lt;br /&gt;cool eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and info sys was a heap of laughters. best friend and i were being super lame. Like SUPER! it was funny eh. OOOOOOOOOH and BURGER RINGS ARE DISGUSTING! they dont taste like burgers. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thk its funny how you call a best friend 'best friend'. oh and he claims he has the perfect, desired, etcetcetc set of teeth. SHEEEEEESH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im digressing. I really am trying to pass time cos some ppl arent online yet. damnnnn. HURRY CAN?!!?!? i need to do the econs assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN'S CHARMING. hahahhahahah (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;clad in white,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you held the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you pretended not to care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when you know you really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;never really talk, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pretended not to look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;turned to the right, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and there you were,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;right at the end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;looking, seeing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;listening with all your might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh there you were,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;walking out with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hold the butt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;blowing through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;disappointment filled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;excitement dwindled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;another light shone instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wishes wishes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;length length!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fair fair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;more oh more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and once again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we're back at 0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the weirdest poems ever. is it even poem? mygodgodgod.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115918988270850434?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115918988270850434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115918988270850434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-high-today.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115908246917977059</id><published>2006-09-24T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T15:22:53.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok its only like 3pm and i feel like the whole day is gone. like passed. I'VE SAID AND I HAVE TO SAY THIS AGAIN! The report is my nightmare. I thk its the same for everyone because everyone's msn nick suggest that they are EQUALLY IN DISTRESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was crazy. or maybe this morning was. i was awake the whole night in an attempt to finish up THE REPORT. 'Finish up' refers to doing the whole other 8/9 parts bcos all i completed was the introduction. And so i slept at 6am and woke up at 11am. gee, am i pro? AM I AM I AM I AM I AM I AM I?!?!?!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe not. but im being random because i have so much things to do i dono where to start from. damnnnnnnn ittttttttt. i wish the whole world will stop functioning now. as in there's just me WHO IS FUNCTIONING. hahah you know those games E.G THEME HOSPITAL (which was lovelovelove) whereby you can pause the time but continue building. like you're the only one alive. woaaaah, how nice. the first thing i'll do is throw the report in my mod b tcher's face. omg shit im being evil. ok, back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115908246917977059?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115908246917977059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115908246917977059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-ok-its.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115902290010476441</id><published>2006-09-23T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:48:20.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im telling you, im beginning to disintegrate.&lt;br /&gt;THE REPORT, as they call it, is so scary. &lt;em&gt;SO SCARY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i even start talking about fission and what-so-ever that is related to degeneration or anything, let me tell you a little about my not-so-fun-life esp when my exams are so near and there is absolutely no time to do anything &lt;em&gt;slack-ish &lt;/em&gt;such as surfing the net and do random blogging which i am absolutely guiltly of now and i really do thk we shd have absolute liberty in doing whatever we want instead of mugging like an absolute idiot which isnt what im doing but is supposed to do and i absolutely abhor mugging bcos i don wna be a mugger and i'd like a cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows which would make me absolutely fat, not that im not 'absolutely' fat already bcos i am and i am absolutely irritating myself by typing so absolutely incoherently which is absolutely frustrating to read as well but i do feel i have to have this outlet to vent my absolutely bursting desire to murder my module b tcher because she's being an absolute idiot (see above) and i am absolutely conked and absolutely not making any sense and  absolutely absolute about this&lt;em&gt; REPORT&lt;/em&gt;. AND IM ABSOLUTELY SURE REPORTS ARE EVIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115902290010476441?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115902290010476441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115902290010476441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-telling-you-im-beginning-to.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115901741952800553</id><published>2006-09-23T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T21:56:27.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;WALAOOOOOO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report = terror and nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, GREAT! After one week of math assignment, presentation, IS assignment and el test, there's IS, accounts and math test AND econs assignment and test AND THE BIG BAD REPORT DUE next wk. ON MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WALAOWALAOWALAOWALAOWALAOWALAOWALAO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WALAOWALAOWALAOWALAOWALAOWALAOWALAO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WALAOWALAOWALAOWALAOWALAOWALAOWALAO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allow me to type that another 26348949870221341 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanksforsharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rollseye-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115901741952800553?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115901741952800553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115901741952800553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/walaoooooo-report-terror-and-nightmare.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115841551609121810</id><published>2006-09-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T22:05:16.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOHUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was GOOOOD! It was a normal friday as it alwys was.  Anw, my relatives came over like yst and I WAITED AT THE AIRPORT FOR LIKE MORE THAN AN HR. Im telling you the airport system is bitch. ESP. when there are 3 flights cmg in at ard the same time. Ok and so THEE TODDLER (THE OHMYGOD GODBROTHER), THEE GRANDMA, THEE UNCLE and THEE GODMOM is here. And the house is now muchmuch nois-IER with the kid sitting on the table and talking to himself. HAHAH poor guy with no other cousin in that 'age-range'. OOOH how i adore my childhood years. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so yeah, it was mica's bday. Went to meet Thana and Florah at CityBeach and we headed down to NorthBridge to meet the rest. So..... when we reached, Monica, Chris, Claud, Marnie, Matt, Marika and boyfriend, and Sarah were alr there. Ok seriously, i've nv rly spoken to Marnie and Marika, and nv seem Matt. Considering the fact that Marika is in my econs class and im the only girl who's an international student IN THAT CLASS, i feel bad cos i nv attempted to speak to her. As in, sometimes when we're there alone i feel so weird and i dono what to say. OMG ANW,,,,,,,,, i found some shocking news. I could have fainted. Adir and her friends were with us too. Yeah so we drank and ate and headed down to Bursewood aft tt. I managed to get into the casino which was a HAHAH kinda thing since im the only one who's underaged. Florah wanted to go to the Rubyroom which i thk they all went aft tt and regretted cos it was so boring. OMG can you imagine like Liveband in the not-so-live-way? Rightttt. Yeah i left early which was like at 12.21am (i thk), but its bcos i had STATs the next day and my mom wldnt know the way but thanks to my uncle, THEY FOUND ME. Anw Claud Matt and Florah were rly sweet. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHs and i heard from Elisha and Kelisa that the RiverCruise was quite fun. Eomg i feel like gg.  But it was last night too so yeah. But it was great company and food and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND STATS WAS STUPID TODAY! They had some stupid qns that goes 'blips, bloops, bleeps, blups, blops. I was like 'okaay....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw Elsha, Arsri, Christabel, RC, Ahmir and i went down to the city for lunch and to celebrate the sept babies bday. AND YOU KNOW WHAT!!! There are like tons of ppl who's bday are in sept. Here there's jerome, mazael, elisha, christabel, monica, arsri ETCCCCCCCC. I honestly cant rmb all but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight! THEE uncle wants to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i'll try to get the pics up asap ok JOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115841551609121810?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115841551609121810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115841551609121810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/hohum-yesterday-was-gooood-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115849899440916238</id><published>2006-09-15T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:16:34.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY MONICA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey biatch! You're legal. club w/o a fake id now heh.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115849899440916238?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115849899440916238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115849899440916238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-18th-birthday-monica-hey-biatch.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115824680172526268</id><published>2006-09-14T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:29:14.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gaPzCQPWK6I"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gaPzCQPWK6I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i thk adam sandler is sweeeet! what soulful eyes!&lt;br /&gt;*oogles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115824680172526268?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115824680172526268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115824680172526268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/omg-i-thk-adam-sandler-is-sweeeet-what.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115824747904502856</id><published>2006-09-14T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T11:17:46.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH AND BY THE WAY, Yunli and Yvn, its ok, i know who's the one spamming my board using your names. Its the same person who is known as 'anonymous' and 'shy' in tags looong ago. Seriously, some ppl have nth better to do than to spam ppl's tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, i sort of regretted encouraging A* to stay when she cried and wanted to move out. So maybe what A and C said was correct, that when one treats others this way, its probably bcos they'vethey're treated this way in sch or smth. AND to thk that i defended her. OMGAWD! How blind can i be. &lt;em&gt;sheesh! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115824747904502856?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115824747904502856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115824747904502856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-and-by-way-yunli-and-yvn-its-ok-i.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115824448775579196</id><published>2006-09-14T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:34:47.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg im so jealous of Yunli. I WISH I HAD AN ELDER SISTER.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. HELLOOOOO YUNLI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115824448775579196?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115824448775579196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115824448775579196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/omg-im-so-jealous-of-yunli.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115824396226576044</id><published>2006-09-14T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:28:02.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you're all brown and black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygawd HELLO! Eww my blog seems so dead. Aight, i know i haven been blogging BECAUSE I AM JUST SO BUSY. I swear my sch is crazy. I get like at least 3 test and assignments per wk. AND THATS AT LEAST! Ok i just started breathing 3 secs ago cos i finally DO NOT HAVE TEST TMR. Righttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i totally screwed up my econs and 2 accts test which were on tues, wed, AND today. Not to mention the very stupid math test on mon and they presentation which is due for checking tmr. Arghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and i thk sch was fun tdy. HAHAH. I was trying to entertain and humor myself with Christabel being my audience and a few more. I kept cracking silly silly jokes. OH YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIG FAT SMOKEY BIRTHDAY MAZAEL! .[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, im wna "confiscate" your ciggs. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;OH AND you shd have seen how red his face was during lunch when we were all trying to sabotage him. THE SUPER loud birthday song. mygod, the whole caf were staring at all of us and aiight, they joined in too. HAHAH but i thk it was funny. AND I ALMOST DIED. Well, it rly is fun screaming once in a while. ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND I THK Kelly is rlyrly swt. She's alwys updating me w stuff and being sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;and anna is like sweetnicesweettttt. hahah alwys updating me w stuff too. HAHAAHAHAHHAHA. ok sry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English lesson was great! It was funfunfun cos we were all slacking and Anne went to buy 2 packs of "ENERGY FOOD" which actually turned out to be lollies. Those snake lollies and she was like asking us to make a knot using our tongues. Most of us cld do it and some cheeeky ppl tied them and put it into their mouth and showed off. hahah omg, &lt;em&gt;boysss.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwellwellwell, i thk today is one jolly fine day! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115824396226576044?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115824396226576044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115824396226576044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/youre-all-brown-and-black.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115744134941899251</id><published>2006-09-05T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T15:29:09.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i always thought anthropology is like... interesting. shd i go forr it?billions of ppl have been asking me to go for law. HAHAH i have potential. sheesh, alright i never knew that. BUT, i STILL thk i shd go for what i wanted to do initially.shd iiiiiii?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i'll blog another time. REALLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY busy.&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;:[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115744134941899251?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115744134941899251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115744134941899251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-always-thought-anthropology-is-like.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115632861813530430</id><published>2006-08-23T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T18:31:06.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohmygawdswtfugggggg! I thk Paul Hogan is charming. HAHAH with the hat on, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch's pretty much a bore tdy. I skipped 2 math sessions JUST TO DO MY ASSIGNMENT. Ok shit this is BADDD. F came to copy my assignment which i conveniently copied from Victor and Ron. EVERYONE HAD TO HAND IN THE STUPID ASSIGNMENT AND EVRYONE DID IT TODAY HAHAHAH. OK i know it isnt exactly funny but i rly &lt;strong&gt;DO NOT&lt;/strong&gt; enjoy doing that assignment cos we had to write 4732897401797140946839674628917389027587 words. ANWWWWW, its all done so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this starburst lolly. OMFGGGGG IT STANK! I almost died so i threw it away. IT SMELLS LIKE S***. E YER! basket cheat money!&lt;br /&gt;hahah so cheena-piang-ish right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYES! I bumped into Carmen when i came out of student services tdy. Ok actually she saw me and she looked as if she had smth to say. Anw, she told me smth. Hahahahhahaha the expression on her face was rlyrly hilarious when she told me bout her -ahem-, UWA EXPO 2006 experience. Seriously girl! You gotta R E L A X!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonegonegone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OEIIIIIIII DONT MAKE ME DO QUIZZZZESSSSSS PLEASE!&lt;/em&gt; Im afraid, VERY AFRAID, VERY VERY AFRAID.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115632861813530430?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115632861813530430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115632861813530430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/ohmygawdswtfugggggg-i-thk-paul-hogan.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115608250065654525</id><published>2006-08-20T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:01:40.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT. IM DOING MY ASSIGNMENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should try typing that another 2 million time and i'll probably start to believe its true. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, have i mention that my computer at sch keeps breaking down? I thk its cos i kept hitting the mouse on the table. (Try inserting "slamming" *NOT). Alright, my bad, my bad. I &lt;em&gt;PROMISE&lt;/em&gt; to treat it with care and caution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it REALLY isnt my fault. They gave me a faulty mouse. The sensor doesnt even work. &lt;em&gt;Shite&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;i bet its one of those people who come for computer courses who murdered my mouse. You mean, mean person. Andrea joked, saying that she might make me pay. Blardyyyyyyyy. Ok, dont be serious. Its just a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND if you realise, im being rly random. Thats because i don wna do my assignment, and it has smth to do with computers. bleughhhhhhhhhhhhhh. &lt;em&gt;PUAY!&lt;/em&gt; I NEED AN EXCUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Uhm, sorry. But my dog ate my assignment. I forgot i had to feed it 3 days ago."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT. GO LOYYIXUAN! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYES! A picture of my BARNEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/barney_3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;uhm, sorry bout tt. But apparently, he sprained his back while trying to "disappear" on the show. He sat like tt for a wk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH DID I TELL YOU the barney joke? It rly isnt a joke but by the tone of it, it just cracks me up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;blahblahblahblahblah... (some random conversation, *laughs*)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Oh ya! Mommy, you rmb barney?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom: What barney?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: TSK! That one la! BARNEY! You rmb or not?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom: OOOOh, ya ya rmb...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Don't bluff la. I know you dono who Barney is... just say it if you dono!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom: I know who barney is! ITS THAT PURPLE MONSTER RIGHT? in that cartoon with alot of children!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sniggers sniggers sniggers, laughlaughlaugh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know it doesnt seem funny here. IT WAS FUNNY. Actually the conversation wasnt like tt. I vaguely rmb how it went but i knew i laughed like some idiot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YES ALRIGHT i'll go P and sit down and do the stupid assignment. (reluctanttttttttttt)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115608250065654525?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115608250065654525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115608250065654525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-doing-my-assignment.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115605445205817101</id><published>2006-08-20T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T14:14:12.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KNOW WHAT? Im REAAAALLY bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being stuck at home alone with a stuffed nose and bad throat isn't my idea of a fun sunday. AND I WNA GO UWA EXPO 2006. Im supposed to go w chris, uri, thana etccccccc (ok sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry) but i rly cant get them anywhere cos my credits expired 2 days ago and i haven top it up YET and i cant reply the woman. AND i predict i'll get killed in sch tmr, by them of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, to top it up with cherry candy sprinkles adn choc chip flakes (i know it makes no sense), I HAVE TO COMPLETE YET ANOTHER ROUND OF ASSIGNMENTS AND SOME STUPID PPT PRESENTATION TMR. I seriously have had enough of presentations esp if its for Lisa's module. BULLSHITEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHH! I feel like a lion. Im hungry. I WANT FOOD. hi mom hi dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115605445205817101?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115605445205817101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115605445205817101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/know-what-im-reaaaally-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115597751773156528</id><published>2006-08-19T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:51:57.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AND I JUST REALISED,&lt;br /&gt;why isnt my giraffe a smiling giraffe?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115597751773156528?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115597751773156528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115597751773156528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-i-just-realised-why-isnt-my.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115597734926943206</id><published>2006-08-19T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:49:09.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just heard this song that goes "someday, someday...." and i felt obliged to blog. Alright, maybe i shdnt use obliged. But yeah, you get it. I was just reading through some blogs and suddenly, i miss my friends back in sg. Basically, the ones whom i spend most of my life with and those whom i hang out with most of the time (JOOO!, M, shel, cher etcetcETC.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was in sec sch, i must say i rly did not like being there. I used to thk its the ppl and everything, tt i prefer my friends outside, the environment etcetcetc. Recently when i thought back on my thoughts, i realised it was partly a 'me' thing too. I get so caught up in my own thoughts i probably strayed from where i was. What im trying to say is that i keep thkg, "oh things could have been better if......". I kept living my life in 'ifs' and it wasnt getting me anywhere. Yes, i enjoyed the time we spent, the laughter, the stupid quarrels, the good, the bad and the ugly. I learnt from it, i took it in. I guess i learnt alot from my sec sch life (include all un-desirable stuff). You dont learn as much in pri sch eh? As in sec sch is where you grow, start to mature and stuff. Im glad i've been through that phase and i've learn how we can rly make a difference if we just learn to accept. Yeah, i probably dont make much sense here bcos im typing rly quick and putting down whatever word tt comes. I like to just sit down, have a drink, and talk about life. I like people who can do tt with me too, i guess. More often than not, we're just too driven by society, probably the pace of society that we cant stop and thk just for a moment. EWWW, i sound so illogical sometimes. Maybe im the only one who understands all the rubbish im spouting. What i rly wna say is that i miss all you guys back there FULLSTOP.&lt;br /&gt;I'll alwys rmb the days where struggle to get through boring lessons. HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn&lt;/em&gt;, i hate it when i blog like that. Makes me.... grogg-ish and weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115597734926943206?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115597734926943206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115597734926943206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-just-heard-this-song-that-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115597578888203579</id><published>2006-08-19T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:23:08.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-BEAMS!-&lt;br /&gt;I like the giraffe skin!&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115597578888203579?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115597578888203579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115597578888203579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/beams-i-like-giraffe-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115597168793295777</id><published>2006-08-19T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T15:14:47.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UTELLO! OMVVVVFFFFFGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! I ATE FRESH OYSTERS! [:&lt;br /&gt;well, it seems mom decided to be nice (as usual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OH NOSE, SPARE ME.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115597168793295777?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115597168793295777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115597168793295777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/utello-omvvvvfffffgggggggggggggg-i-ate.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115590973494665520</id><published>2006-08-18T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T22:02:14.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS RAINING!&lt;br /&gt;HAH- shit me. Im getting random-ER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GEE&lt;/em&gt;, nice-new-word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was kinda alright tdy. Ok maybe it was more than nice. Did some random eng work in the library. Laze-d ard with thana, wassem, neima, adir, moni, chris, blahhhhh. Ok not impt, the thing is, i managed to **. RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw i had this rly stupid math test which i didnt study for and i was so fking urgent i RLY had to go P but i was afraid he'll collect the test pp if i go and so, I ALMOST DIED. I thk my bladder was on the verge of bursting. THE MATH LECTURER (hahah, i don wna say his name) was being rly mean. He asked me to put my test pp in btw all the other pps cos he doesnt want to catch my cold, flu, sorethroat etcetc, OR VIRUS. FINE! I took the whole box of tissue from class. I CALL IT REVENGE. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, went Fre'o for dinner AGAIN. &lt;em&gt;sheesh&lt;/em&gt;! We've been there every wk for dinner. CAN WE PLS GO SOMEWHERE ELSE POPPY AND MOMMY? I reckon we shd go for thai food. AFTER my "VIRUS" goes away that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went grocery shopping AGAIN. So full of AGAINS. Yeah well, i bought 3 boxes of MAGNUMS and 2 boxes of Cornetto. -BEAMS!-&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, i know about fat content. TRUST ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mommy is a real joke. I was drinking hot choc with marshmallows and she drank a little of it and said "whats that rubber doing in the drink?"&lt;br /&gt;WHATTHEFUGGGGGGGGGGGGGS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOULD I GO FOR THE RIVER CRUISE?!!!!!!!!!!!!!????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;my nose is dripping. The skin is gg to peel from all the rubbing (tissue of course).&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;MY NOSE IS LIKE A TAP. WNA WASH YOUR HANDS?&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imdisgusting.&lt;br /&gt;EWWWWW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115590973494665520?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115590973494665520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115590973494665520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-raining-hah-shit-me.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115565966105956673</id><published>2006-08-16T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T21:31:36.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHITTTTTTTTTTT!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to save our conversation but i accidentally close the window. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH. But it was rly a joy talking to you babe! (though i know i owe you your da vinci book) [:&lt;br /&gt;*peng*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[[[[[[[[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115565966105956673?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115565966105956673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115565966105956673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/shittttttttttt-i-wanted-to-save-our.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115565611870771439</id><published>2006-08-15T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:35:19.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAH. Ok sorry, im just HIGH now. (cos of my 2nd brother)&lt;br /&gt;I swear he's obsessed with his girlfriend. &lt;em&gt;GEEZ&lt;/em&gt;! And i bet he's one big corny fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANWWWWW, sch was kind of the same. Time seems to SPEED. (Ok wrong expression but i wna exaggerate). Yeah im kind of caught up with this stupid little thing in me. I JUST CANT STOP THKG. OK SHIT. Its conflicting emotions. STOP THKG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im blogging on a VERYVERYVERY random note. I do thk IS lessons these days are fun. As in funny. Cos Andrea is REALLY cracking up. I laugh at stuff she says and most of the time its just me. Its either everyone just dont bother about her OR im the only one who understands. i prefer to thk its the latter. HAHAH ok im being irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F was being irritating tdy. I was like "hey what do you have now?" and he went "i have you." THE THING IS... *'s friend walked by and i thk he heard. SHITTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGGGG MY LONG LOST TWIN YVONNE IS TALKING TO ME. HAHAH EH YOU OWE ME POPIAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOULD I GO FOR THE RIVER CRUISE?&lt;br /&gt;are YOU gg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ifonly youknewbetter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115565611870771439?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115565611870771439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115565611870771439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/hahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115530723031428583</id><published>2006-08-11T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T22:40:30.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I JUST REACHED HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah yes, i know its dumb to start it off like tt. Anwwwwwww, i like tdy. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to sch early this morning although sch starts ltr tdy cos i had to finish up the stupid assignment. OK, fair enough. Did the assignment with Victor and copied a little of Jason's. IM PROUD OF MYSELF. I did 7/8 of the assignment myself (though it might be wrong). HAHAH. Ok sry, not funny. Had the stupid essay test which i totally have no idea what to write. I DO NOT WANT TO BE A POLITICIAN. Thankyouverymuch. AND SO.... had normal sch stuffffffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOMMY and POPS came to fetch me. Went to the city AND I ALMOST DIED. Seriously, they probably find pleasure in doing weird things because THEY DROVE ROUND THE CITY MORE THAN 5 TIMES. I PROMISE! We went round and round from 3 to 5pm as in we keep ending up at the same place. THEN, poppy drove to subiaco and we went round 3 times. SO you can imagine the intense headache i had in the car and i was trying to read my book bcos it was so boring. SHEESH. Mommy let me decide what we wld have for dinner. Decided to have kfc cos it was like just in front of me but aft we went down the car and walked towards kfc i decided that we shd eat seafood. SOOOOOO, poppy drove us to fremantle. YES, ANOTHER FRIDAY NIGHT THERE. Ate lots of stuff (to me, its q alot) and i drank mocha instead of beer this time. We talked and stuff and laughed at stupid things AND AT ME &lt;em&gt;-rolls eye at mom and dad-&lt;/em&gt; and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 67px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="63" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/fo.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eh.... no.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/fo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahhh... yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, i wna get a drink.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GDNIGHT MATES! [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;isawthewayyouwerelooking&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115530723031428583?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115530723031428583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115530723031428583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-just-reached-home.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115521450023727898</id><published>2006-08-10T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T20:55:00.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;we could be more than just amazing&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHWELL, yet another wk of sch. Time seems to pass rly fast. 8 more wks and im so dead. Its not tt easy. Anw im so stuck with assignments tts due tmr. My bloody IS assignment, stupid shit essay test tmr which i have totally NO IDEA of the freaking politics rubbish which we wld be tested on, math assignments which i uhm... have not laid my fingers on, econs work. GREAT! I LOVE MY LIFE. I REALLY DO. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115521450023727898?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115521450023727898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115521450023727898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-could-be-more-than-just-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115474127431459602</id><published>2006-08-05T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T09:27:54.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/13860331/"&gt;HYBRID CHOCOLATE WONT MELT IN THE HEAT.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewww i find this disgusting cos you're not getting "pure" chocos.&lt;br /&gt;GO READ. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115474127431459602?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115474127431459602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115474127431459602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/hybrid-chocolate-wont-melt-in-heat.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115474107122669677</id><published>2006-08-05T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T09:24:31.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MORNING MATES!&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok im acting enthu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANWWWWWWWW,  sch was nice yst. As in i managed to hold to what i stand (still "standing"). HAHAH Ok sheeet no one understands right?! Its ok. You're not meant to. hahah ok i dono what i wna blog about actually cos it was kinda random. SOOOOOO, yeah alright. So anw mommy and pops came to fetch me from sch and we went to one part of the swan river cos apparently they wanted to like, uhm, &lt;em&gt;KAN TAI YANG XIA SHAN&lt;/em&gt; (watch the sun set). But we decided to go have dinner first. Yeah so mommy decided she wanted to cook instead and so........ we had this pig trotters with vinegar thingy for dinner and stuff. EWWWW IT WAS AWESOME! (yes, wrong expression in front) Then i ate my 3 baby apples and we left for tt place again. Played with this rly cute dog (i thk a bishop) and actually there was not much to see cos by the time we reached there the sun HAD SET. And so we decided to go to Fremantle. YES, BORING (cos its at NIGHT). We ended up eating seafood there which was rly good and pops bought me beer. ((((: its 'BEEZ NEEZ', the one uri bought for thana and i. We were cracking up lame jokes and stuff. Seriously, you wldnt want to know. SO IM RLY FAT NOW cos of all the food i've been eating. i thk im growing sideways. SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOSE 3 went to some club last night. DAMN I WNA BE 18 NOW. Cos apparently they check here while in sgggggggggg, THEY DONT. (at least not alwys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so on this lonely, not-so-cold morning, im sitting in front of my notebook, alone and hungry. CAN THEY LIKE COME HOME NOW?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY HUNGRY JACKS BREKKYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115474107122669677?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115474107122669677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115474107122669677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/morning-mates-ok-im-acting-enthu.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115461671420540683</id><published>2006-08-03T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:51:54.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY-ness. Mommy just finished baking a new batch of bread and cheese bread. Im MUNCHING on it now. OMGGGGGG VVVVVVVVVV NICE! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK IM BEING TOTALLY RANDOM &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;shit i like Paris Hilton's song. This is a &lt;em&gt;bad bad&lt;/em&gt; sign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115461671420540683?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115461671420540683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115461671420540683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay-ness.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115461603982582787</id><published>2006-08-03T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:40:40.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM FULL. As in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch tdy was... weird. Alright, not TOTALLY weird but just bored weird. There was this major traffic jam at shelly bridge this morning and so i was late for a full 30 mins. Nonchalant during info sys lesson, work and test during accts, acting attentive during econs, talkative during english. Hahah ok im learning to summarise [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah but english was kinda nice tdy cos we had to do this movie review thingy and i ended up having to do it with kai. We were kinda lost cos it was some opinion qn but i managed to do it in the end [: (OKOK I WAS LAZY TO THK AT FIRST) - cos my brain wasnt functioning. Then we talked about random stuff cos i was trying to make "small talks" otherwise it'll be weird. Ok we ended up laughing at rly lame stuff and talking bout food. Food and me seems to CLICK. (NOTE: i used CLICK instead). Hahah i swear im getting fat. Alright anw i thought he's a nice guy aft the bbq we had, as in he's not.......... &lt;em&gt;huai&lt;/em&gt; (Bad). I rly cant find the right word. Anne was being nice again [[[[[: (and she's definitely &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; an effy bitch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, mommy and dad came to fetch me and we went carousel to do some random shopping. I left them to do their own shopping while i went to meet my babylove (HAHAH [: ) and Desiree. It was funny hearing about the Nima thingy. HAHAHAHAH i so wna laugh. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he's feeling sad cos he quarreled w mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Ohmygawd. Ok sry im not supposed to laugh buts is cants helps its. (get it?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOH BEST FRIEND IS FINALLY ONLINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGHH. Im addicted to &lt;strong&gt;REVOLUTION&lt;/strong&gt; by The Veronicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEEEEEEET. I forgot what i wanted to blog about. X:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115461603982582787?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115461603982582787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115461603982582787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-full.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115444276842421591</id><published>2006-08-01T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T22:32:48.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMFGGG! I OFFICIALLY FINISHED 1 LITRE OF COOKIES N CREAM ICE CREAM STRAIGHT FROM THE TUB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SINFUL.&lt;br /&gt;X:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115444276842421591?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115444276842421591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115444276842421591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/omfggg-i-officially-finished-1-litre.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115444194977594824</id><published>2006-08-01T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T22:19:09.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY! MY mom needs to stop pacing in front of me. i swear she made me move the dining table at least 4 times and she's moving the fire-heater thingy TONS of times. gee, im glad she hasnt even talked about &lt;em&gt;FENG SHUI &lt;/em&gt;otherwise i'll&lt;strong&gt; REALLY&lt;/strong&gt; go &lt;em&gt;WALAO EHHHH!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, im listening to this rly uhm, old song. Like when i was in primary sch kinda thing. Its 'lemon tree' and i rmb how we (includes my v retarded cousin DAWN) used to sing this at karaokes. Shit i thk we v old alr right. RIGHT DAWN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im drinking honey now. Apparently, mommy says i'll keep pee-ing if i drink this at night but arent we supposed to like, PEE to get stuff out? Ok i rly thk im being disgusting now. Im gna indulge in (and get F A T) cookies n cream ice cream........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School seems kinda boring now yeah. Its like there's nth much to look foward to and the lessons are kinda boring considering the fact that we had holidays. You realise how weird or difficult it is to get back to the 'studying' mode aft exams? Alright, this probably applies only to me but thats what i meant anw. Anne was being rly nice. She came to talk to me yst and said she'll be here (or there) if i need her. GAWD I SWEAR she's one of the nicest tchers i've ever come across. She's like so nice to me and stuff. E yer! I like her! ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gna ask mom to make me that brekky wrap from HUNGRY JACKS tmr. YAY! Ok im being disgusting agn. And i wna drink a latte now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, im back home. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i rly wna know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what it rly is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;will it be as it was?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i rly wna know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115444194977594824?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115444194977594824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115444194977594824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay-my-mom-needs-to-stop-pacing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115442009295892356</id><published>2006-08-01T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T16:14:52.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGGGGGGGGGGGGAWDDDDDDDDDDD!&lt;br /&gt;i feel like eating tow-gay with chilli now.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115442009295892356?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115442009295892356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115442009295892356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/omggggggggggggawddddddddddd-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115374685141764423</id><published>2006-07-24T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:14:11.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is officially the last day of my 1 wk holidays. Yes, i know how pathetic this is, just 1 wk. But OHWELL, i guess i had fun during this wk. As in i had more time to do random stuff, shop, bbq, go to the mission, stroll instead of walk. Yeah, you'll get what i mean. I miss mommy. Hope she comes back REAL SOON, like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the mission yst. Its this buddhist mission thing and it was fun. Robin came to pick me up and with the rest we went to the mission tog. Had prayers, dharma talk, lunch, singing sessions, youth singing grp, tea break etcetcetc. Its amazing how calm i'll be whenever i go there. Guess mommy is right [: Yeah and we had this youth singing thingy yst, &lt;em&gt;SHIFU&lt;/em&gt; changed the lyrics of the songs and stuff. It was rly funny esp seeing YiKai sing with such enthusiasm and aggressive-NESS. HAHAH! Anw it was rly fun AND I SHD HAVE GONE ICE SKATING on thursday. damnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last night, i was being bored (as usual) and so i looked through my msges in my inbox. There were tons of old msges as well as new and i was 'actively' reading through all of it. I realised throughout, as i went from one msg to the other, i cldnt help but smile. I mean, i started thkg bout the "days" back in Singapore and stuff. Like how we used to go orchard (town) after sch, our continuous movie watching, our sitting outside elaine chng's class almost every english lesson cos we didnt do our work and stuff, not forgetting the jokes we shared while sitting out, how we used to crack rly lame jokes, the table we used to sit at every recess, our fights, our laughters etcetcetcetcccccccccccccccc. There's just TOO MUCH to name. And then, every so often we expect smth from people, friends and family. Sometimes what we receive isnt what we expect we wld and we get all so grouchy and moody. &lt;em&gt;SHEESH&lt;/em&gt;, expectations&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Its so easy to expect smth from people, but when it comes down to us, it seems so difficult to like, give what people expect from us isn't it? Alright im probably not making much sense out of this. But i was just thkg about it. E.g. Like we have this expectation from our parents, probably to show us they love and care and stuff, but when we feel they don't, is it true tt they don't? (Notice i used 'feel') Its like they don't give us what we expect them to give but do they rly not care or love or wdv us? Haha yeah i know the wdv is so wrong in this but im just citing an example here. Its like most of the time we expect to receive smth but when we DO receive it BUT its not how we EXPECT it to be, we thk we dont get it. Its alwys so easy to say things like 'Oh we must keep in touch, i'll email you often, etcetcetc' but its the action that we dont follow up with. I realised how many empty promises i made (and probably you too) and i just wna make up for it. I don't know how exactly though. OKAY shit im digress-ing, aren't i? WELL, i guess all i wanted to say is that im rly thankful for the friends i have over the years like, (in no particular order or whatsoever) : Abi, Aliff, Aly, Alyssa, Amanda, Andy, Aneesa, Anna, Brandon, Bryan, Carmen, Celest, Charmaine, Cheryl (Tan, Hoon, Bok &amp; Ng) , Chrestella, Christina, Christine, Christopher, CS, CK, Clara, Cn, Colin, CheeYong, Daniel ( A, K, L, O), Darren, Dawn, Deborah, Derrick, Edward, Faizal, Fuzzy, Gabriel, Gavin, Hairi, Hafirah, Henry Lim, Huiyi, Ian, ILI, irving, Isaac ( F, L, T), Ivan, Jason, Jacq, Jasmine, J, Jiali, JOOOOO!, Joyce T, Juliana, Kel, Kenneth (L, T, S), Kenny, KH,  M, Mai, Mark (((: , Marco, Matt, Mel, Melvin (M, C), Michelle, Nick, Patricia, PeiRong, Rachel, Ryan, Samantha, Say, Seow Hui (The moon and the kangaroo and the shit etcccccc.), Shawn (L, L, L) (: , Sue, Syahira, Tammy, TanShin, Tarius, Val, Wan, T. Wei Jun, Wm, William, XiaoHui, Xinwei, Yuki, Yuling, Yunli, YuTing, Yvonne, Zach, Zhihao, ZH, Wong TEEE HWEEE!, and all i did not mention, I LOVE YOU GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;-BREATHE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i was trying to put all the names in alphabetical order. HAHAH. I only wrote those in Sg cos we're FARRRRRRRRRR away. hahah ok shit i seem lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog more soon...............................&lt;br /&gt;oh there's a previous post i've yet to post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115374685141764423?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115374685141764423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115374685141764423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-is-officially-last-day-of-my-1.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115286603797928081</id><published>2006-07-14T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T16:33:57.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, ive downloaded &lt;a href="http://get.live.com/messenger/overview"&gt;WINDOWS LIVE MESSENGER&lt;/a&gt; and im excited. Yeah, call me a loser but im enjoying it. And ive been constantly changing the colours of my background. -BEAMS- Its green now and so is the colour of my media player. I LOVE GREEN! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright my exams ended today. Like this morning. Ok, it ended at 11.40am. Yes, ive waited for this day for a long time. Now its time for a reTREAT. HAHAH im gna go for the freaking MYERs sale which i wanted to go to for ages just that its BIGGER AND BETTER now (as claimed). AND i REALLY wna complain about BankWest. I stood in the bank for more than an hour and my no. wasnt called. Argh! Faggots! I almost died of hunger while waiting and the teller insisted that they already send me my credit card through the sch. &lt;em&gt;PUAY!&lt;/em&gt; The only thing i recieved was my pin no. YES! YOUVE SEEN RIGHT. MY PIN! They gave me the pin without the card. &lt;em&gt;Sheesh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! Im moving into Thana's room. HAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAA i can now go out and roam! And we'll be having a barbie (BBQ!) at Subiaco. Ok im being a little too idiotic here. Blame it on loneliness. Ok right, maybe not loneliness. WDV- Yeah so anw i walked Desiree to her hse, which is just a tinyyyyyyy road away from sch. Half the world was there. Apparently they were gg to play soccer in sch. geeeeeeeeeeez. So Justin drove me back to sch. It was uhm.. lets see.. a 10 secs ride. HAH! I wasted his petrol. Ok. DO NOT DIGRESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im munching on fish fingers! wrahhhhhhh! Ok, please allow me to act like an &lt;em&gt;AH LIAN&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mii lurvee fishyy fingerx worxx!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mii thinkx itxx soo delixioussx worxx!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yummiexx!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyouverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;I love to share.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETROL PRICES TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;$1287.7 at SHELL&lt;br /&gt;$133.2 at CALTEX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115286603797928081?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115286603797928081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115286603797928081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok-ive-downloaded-windows-live.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115245741113908207</id><published>2006-07-09T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:03:31.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES I KNOW. Its my third time here.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Im being rly lyk REALLY random. orh okay. resoulution. yeah. i need one. or ten. I really do not know why im here. Its like my finger just clicked! then this freaking screen starts urging me, seducing me, flirting with my brain and my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE WIKIPEDIA. -sniggers-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115245741113908207?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115245741113908207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115245741113908207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/07/yes-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115245547909277584</id><published>2006-07-09T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T22:31:19.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im a big blob of fat(s) and im TRYING to mug.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be, need to be, want to be, but not-be.&lt;br /&gt;right. im blogging every few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;You get the point. X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghh. Scandalous!&lt;br /&gt;i wna drop dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115245547909277584?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115245547909277584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115245547909277584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-big-blob-of-fats-and-im-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115245307999284959</id><published>2006-07-09T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:51:20.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thk i need to start studying. LYK SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;immmmm wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET TT INTO YOUR HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah ok shit im being an idiot agn. wtf i have exams tmr. im not studying. i know i'll flunk all my papers except maybe for english. i hope. hahah right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drove again today! [: -grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFG! new secret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shittttttt.&lt;br /&gt;i've been having weird dreams.&lt;br /&gt;and he's alwys in it.&lt;br /&gt;damn-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115245307999284959?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115245307999284959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115245307999284959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-thk-i-need-to-start-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115233689705635811</id><published>2006-07-08T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T13:34:57.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT I KNOW I HAVEN STARTED STUDYING FOR EXAMS WHICH IS NEXT WK. but... TSK! i rly don feel lyk. no mood to study. shitttttt. and the sch send my report over to sg. im soooo dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. anw, im lyk kinda high now. hahah. woke up at 6.45am this morning. i dono why. and mommy started talking to me. so yeah in the end i agreed to go out with her to some ulu place. ok it wasnt exactly ulu but kinda out-of-sight. we went to this place for campers and there was this youth buddhist camp there. og! yeah so she went in cos she OBVIOUSLY knew there was smth there before we went and so i was q.. bored. ok but the ppl there were friendly. and IM SHY. [: hahah right. cos the place was q quiet so mommy taught me to drive! [: i thk im a natural driver. hahah yeah so i went up and down and up and down the lane with all the twist and turns. it was lyk rly fun. AND I CAN DRIVE. hahah ok im such an idiot. yeah when we were gg home she allowsed me to drive till the end of hindrige road or wdv its called. kinda fun ((((((((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft tt ard my area as in nearer to home she let me drive down the lane to our hse and park into the garage. ok this is when i almost fainted. i thk she fainted. hahah cos i tried to drive in w/o pressing the remote for the garage door to lift up. ohmy. yeah but since im here wrting rubbish i must be fine yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wna go carouselllllllllllllllllllll! but i thk the MYERs sale is over. but i still wna go! [: &lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. alrighty im gna eat lunchy and slp. then study. i thk. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mii miish euu worxx!&lt;br /&gt;ewww.&lt;br /&gt;-bleugh-&lt;br /&gt;ahlians of the 21st.&lt;br /&gt;sheeeeeshhhhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115233689705635811?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115233689705635811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115233689705635811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/07/booooo-alright-i-know-i-haven-started.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115227718195332500</id><published>2006-07-07T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T20:59:41.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was q moodyyyyy tdy cos i knew sch wld be a bore. slacked at the cafeteria first cos lessons starts at 10.50am tdy and in the end we went to class late. hahah ok then best friend alr started presenting so we all (lyk ard 8 of us) were standing outside so we wldnt disrupt his "peace". hahah ok yeah missed his presentation on the fall of singapore. but its ok (: i know what happened. hahaha I TOOK SOCIAL STUDIES AND HISTORY in singapore! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sry best friend [:&lt;br /&gt;he's a sad sad boy.&lt;br /&gt;but lisa said your presentation was good [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so went to the cafeteria again aft tt. we were let off early. i ponned math class to go to the library to "study". ok i sort of stoned ard a bit first. then i took the math and accting books. and then stoned again. hahah sry im too distracted. jason and victor came to muck ard then they left for math so i was alone. then uriSAN came. hahah ok he thks he's half jap. alright just being lame. yeah so he studied with me. oh then he left and khairul came. and then jason came back. then jerome asked me if i wanted to play basketball. mygod. don even bother to ask. im too lazy to walk to the bbball court. yeah, oh and i went to look for ian to get back my econs test. and lets not go to tt. sheesh. yeah then stared at the books and thought of stuff. hahah STUFF. then when home at ard 4 cos the library closes at tt time. then accompanied florah to find tim to hand in her bio work. then went home BY BUS. hahah yeah so long since i took bus. i wanted to take the bus tdy cos i wanted to thk. yesssssss. i keep thkg. shit. i shdnt thk........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitshitshit. i rlyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv tired. i cant study. i dont want to. vvvvvvvvvvvv slpyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115227718195332500?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115227718195332500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115227718195332500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/07/was-q-moodyyyyy-tdy-cos-i-knew-sch-wld.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115217892798245599</id><published>2006-07-06T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T17:42:07.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like this morning. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch started off fine. cos desiree and i ponned info sys. rly tempted to drop info sys so i can "concentrate" on my other subs. but info sys is where im scoring the highest at! damn. i rly cant make a decision. there's so many..... well, risk? nah i dono.&lt;br /&gt;yeah what prompted me to make this decision is cos i broke down on tuesday. anne was being rlyrly nice. v encouraging and i rly lyk her. [: thana was a swtheart too. ok she still is. hahaaaaaaaaaaaa im stoning. ok what i wanted to say...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah asri was being an idiot in the library just now. hahah we were being rly lame. and he's rly horny. hahah mad dog. pluck your 'feathers'. hahhahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit ok im rly stoning. my best friend isnt replying me. assO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw him this morning. [:[:[:[:[:[:[:[:&lt;br /&gt;lyk everywhere i go. he;s there. gawd. hawt. cannot tahan. hahahahahahahhahaha. ok v darkkkkk. cos the lights arent on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are next wk. damn. i know lots of us haven started studying. the curriculum's too rushy. i wna faint. damn, 11 wks ltr we're taking the freaking entrance exams. ofg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. best friend replied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115217892798245599?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115217892798245599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115217892798245599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-like-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115192470228141505</id><published>2006-07-03T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T19:05:02.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sch is quiet these days. as in lyk cos everyone except us, the april start ppl are having exams. and then we'll have only 1 wk of hols. damnnnn. and i haven studied for my econs test which is tmr and its weightage is super high. wtffff. and there's this stupid infosys practical tmr which i rly do not know how to do. wtffffffffffffffffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was q bored tdy. lyk cos everyone else is having exams. lyk downdowndown. anw yea but i became q high a while aft lunch break. had elacs next and unfortunately im the 5th person to present and i was practically shivering. freaking nervous but i managed to calm down and got through the whole thing. -grins- but i had a headache aft tt. prolly to nervous. but nah.. its finally gone. rest of the day was alright. john taught me GJs so i thk i finally WILL know how to do it. ok im tired. and shitty. and i have to study the freaking test. and so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115192470228141505?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115192470228141505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115192470228141505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/07/sch-is-quiet-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115181443423493076</id><published>2006-07-02T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T12:27:14.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FARTZ IS AN IRRITATING BITCHOS/BIATCH/BIN-TICH etccccccccccccccccccc.&lt;br /&gt;she lied to me. SHE AND THAT APPLE! SCs?!?!?!?!??! wtf. i feel lyk an idiot now. ok i know i am one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slacking. well, stayed up till 4am to do my freaking ppt. which i have to present in front of half the world on monday. ALONE. i drank like 10 gallons of coffee milk to keep me awake but i wasnt that slpy aft a while which was good. i realise im an idiot (proves my point above) cos i keep taking those topics which i know shits about. like hello. i dont even know where the country is in the beginning. had this stupid math test on friday which i obviously, as usual, definitely will flunk cos i only did 1a. yes out of the whole paper! (uh... it only has 2 qns) hahah but the rest of em' had more weightage lyk wtttttttttttttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i realised i like reading blogs. i mean, particularly if they're my friends. probably like to know how ppl are getting on and stuff and how life WAS for me in singapore. i rly do want to go back this july, which i MIGHT be able to. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently my mom decided it wld be safe to leave me at home alone, now, at 12.17 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im so bored&lt;br /&gt;and i have to complete the last part of my presentation&lt;br /&gt;and i know exams starts the wk aft that&lt;br /&gt;and i rly don wna fail any papers&lt;br /&gt;and i know i like econs so i have to do well&lt;br /&gt;and i know im dead for accts cos of the freaking general day journal&lt;br /&gt;and im full but i still wna munch on smth&lt;br /&gt;and then i will get rlyrlyrly fat&lt;br /&gt;and look like an elephant&lt;br /&gt;and i wna make Yunli fat instead [:&lt;br /&gt;and i know its cos im jealous&lt;br /&gt;and i lazy&lt;br /&gt;and i wont be able to see * in sch for probably the next 2 wks&lt;br /&gt;and im hunching&lt;br /&gt;and i have backache&lt;br /&gt;and im irritating myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i forgot what i came here for. already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115181443423493076?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115181443423493076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115181443423493076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/07/fartz-is-irritating-bitchosbiatchbin.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115173970543986014</id><published>2006-07-01T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T15:41:45.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when A meets B.&lt;br /&gt;i know when you look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah righty. i know i haven been coming here in a LOOONG time. cos i just got the freaking broadband fixed 15 mins ago. loooser cos of the tel company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! i loveD yst. HAHAHAHAH. well i ponned eng yst cos lisa's mom was sick and so she didnt come and so there was this other lady and so i didnt go. hahah thana and i went to the cafeteria and saw adirrrr. im her baby3. damnit. i wna be baby1. hahah ok that sick bitch was sick. probably stil is. and she's gg for 2 dates this wkend. hotplayers yeah. so we laughed over stupid things and did stupid things till f came. tt man spilled water on my nice bling bling shoes. i wanted to hammer him. florah and desiree came. they ponned too. mucked ard and we finally went to the library to finish our presentation cos we bloody have to present it on monday. damn! im not even half way through. oh and this girl came. ahhh i rly forgot to ask for her name but she knows mine and she was gg to livingston to put the flower for sofia- the girl who was raped and murdered in the toilet at Livingston market place. AND SHE STAYS OPPOSITE LIVINGSTON! so she was lyk showing me where. hahah i stay opposite livingston too! gees. went there yst to do some grocery shopping with mommy. so many bouquets of flowers were lying along there 3 entrances and aong the toilets. gawd i didnt dare to look at the toilet cos i was freaking out. stupid me. and so i figured out that man as in the guy who murdered her escaped through the pharmacy cos its directly in front of the toilet. oh ok my mom thks he doesnt have to escape cos apparently he works at woolworths (fruit section) and he wld have just walked back. but you see im too pathetic the telly hasnt been set up and so i cant watch the news. went to Livingston again this morning to get some ricotta chesse sauce thing so i went and read some of the msges left on the floor for the little girl. awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then there's this other article about this 15 yr old, rly smart and ..... girl who was strangled by two 16 yr olds. freak. i feel so UN safe now. sheeshhh. hahhah damn im trying to be paranoid. ohwellllllwellllll. i do love my hse. hahah although it looks kinda empty at the moment. (to me it does). and my 2 crazy cousins tried to dog-nap my dog. DOTDOTDOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mommy is trying to dress lyk farmer jack. hahahahahhahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my bruuuddder is being irritating. i stole his gf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/d33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/d33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmphhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omomomtttt!&lt;br /&gt;i saw him at carousel yst when i dragged mommy there. he was with his friend. this big curly hair guy. i saw himmmmmmmm! coincidence eh? [:[:[:[:[:[:&lt;br /&gt;i have this crazy obsessions with indians. hahahahah. they're HAWTTTT. erm but not tt guy from my other class. hahahah moni! rmb him?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i lyk old men.&lt;br /&gt;and i thk kevin costner is a hawthawt man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115173970543986014?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115173970543986014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115173970543986014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-meets-b.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115173762705592783</id><published>2006-07-01T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T15:07:07.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghhh. sry i REALLY cldnt stand my blogskin. TOOOOO pink. scares me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115173762705592783?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115173762705592783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115173762705592783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/07/arghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115103370350957688</id><published>2006-06-23T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T11:35:03.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E yer. ok i haven been up here for some time now cos i moved lyk 2 wks ago and the dumb tel company is being REALLY slow. so internet connection at home isnt up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chiams and the lees as in part of them came over for the hols. it was q fun AND NOISY. i swear i didnt study for 2 wks alr. and for the first time, i failed my econs test and almost flunk my accts test. BUT I PASSED EPW! cos of jason. hahah ok fine i cheated ABIT during test. lyk ask 1 qn. 1 mark only la. but i'd say i did pretty well [: (cos i flunked the previous test)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i know im not exactly supposed to be proud of tt BUT.................... tsk. don lyk tt can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAAAAA and nima. i thk nima is HAWT. hahah his other friend is also HAWT. hahah she'll kill me if i just glance at him. god. sch has lots of hawtties. [:&lt;br /&gt;(and i took the same bus as tt billabong 73 guy lyk 10 mins ago when i just reached sch.) ohya im in sch now. hahah what loser. ok sch is FUN! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shit thaaaa is beside me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhhhhhhh. i rly lyk guys who can drive. as in the way SOME of them drive are lyk, TOTALLY HAWT! hahah. cannot tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did tt "cause everytime we touch..." dance for kavita yst. i thk she almost died. my dance not nice MEH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i NEED to get back to my presentation. me, myself and i.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115103370350957688?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115103370350957688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115103370350957688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/e-yer.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-115018291483860854</id><published>2006-06-13T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T15:15:14.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'VE MOVED!&lt;br /&gt;.[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i vvvvvvvvvvvvvvv lazy to bloggggggggggggggg....................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-115018291483860854?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115018291483860854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/115018291483860854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114994782558240221</id><published>2006-06-10T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T21:57:05.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i was rly pissed. still am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankgod this particular person made me laugh. hahah cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightttttt germany won. but cos they're on home ground!&lt;br /&gt;hot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114994782558240221?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114994782558240221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114994782558240221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok-i-was-rly-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114994574409736095</id><published>2006-06-10T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T21:22:24.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i rly dont wna say this, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F OFF! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lyk seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad there's a tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114994574409736095?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114994574409736095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114994574409736095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-rly-dont-wna-say-this-but-f-off-lyk.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114986405124422872</id><published>2006-06-09T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T22:40:51.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WORLD CUP FEVER TONIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anne (mod A EL lecturer) actually let ppl bet which team wld win the world cup and predict the runner up as well as the scores. and the prize is a box of chocies! I WANT! but shit i didnt put my name and predictions down. but i do thk BRAZIL will win AGAIN. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114986405124422872?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114986405124422872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114986405124422872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-fever-tonight-anne-mod-el.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114986266002795463</id><published>2006-06-09T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T22:37:59.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SOOOOOOO LOVE SCHOOL! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH![:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mymy. im feeling superb! hahah su-per-B! sch's rly fun these days and i rly enjoy gg to sch. i mean besides some lessons where i'll lyk doze off in 5 secs. i mean (agn), its the PEOPLE. hahahah yeahhhhhhhhh. esp math lesson cos florah and i alwys escape during math lessons, lyk when ben ask us to do work, both of us will lyk go out of class to do random things. LYK GG FOR WALKS. and i realise we do tt every math lesson. today was super. florah and i agreed to go out of class at 2.30pm. but ben went out at 2.25pm, so aft he left florah desiree and i charged out. hahah we went the other way so ben wldnt see us. but he did so........................ then we went to the library to borrow books. hahah and when we were gg back, i was afraid ben wld "scold" so i took of my jacket and wrapped my books then hug and went into class. florah stuffed the HUGE accts book in front of her jacket. so UHM... imagine tt. hahah i cldnt help laughing when i went into class. i went on and ON AND ON. hahah and my god. ben started laughing too. hahaha god i love my lecturer. he's so cute! [: as in old cute. hahah GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love breaks and lunch! hahah cos..................................OH TT GREEN BILLABONG 73 bag guy was sitting directly behind me in the cafeteria tdy. hahah yes and thana agreed he looks like chad. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to sit w monica and adirrrrr and florah halfway during lunch outside the cafeteria. florah and R.C's cp was there, thana's ec was there... I WAS THERE TOO. hahah ok anw we were laughing and laughing and laughing at those guys playing soccer. and adirrrr's belly pierce bellybelly cool. hahah as in its rly nice. she's THE AUSSIE BIATCH. hahah nah i love her. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingjongjang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our el report test thingy which we HANDWRITTEN in class tdy. it wasnt tt bad just tt i did the freaking lay out and notes thingy till 3am last night. and for once i left home so late. lyk at 10. gee. and i was lyk rly happy the whole morning. i just kept [: and i rly dono why. maybe cos for once i ate a proper breakfast before gg to sch here. lyk took my time and stuff. yeah and i saw him in the cafeteria tdy during break. [: and i heard t talking to him. hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw ron is rly a swt&lt;3. vvvv kind. hahah cos he was supposed to send me home yst but i was lyk still in the com lab and i didnt tell him. and tdy he was lyk "hey sorry i didnt know. i rmbered last night when i was......" then i was lyk " was?" and he said bathroom. mygodla. i shdnt have asked. hahah but he's nice cos he agreed to send to perth today! [: saved lots of time. he's car plate v cool la. its lyk a word. and he said he's nervous. hahaha mygod. scratcher. but i thk im mean to him cos i alwys joke bout sxh. sexayye! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn i left my bottle in his car. sheessssssssh.ahhhhhhhhhhhh! i so need to go to sch. LYK TMR. i mean minus the test and all the rubbish. i dont rmb not having a test for at least a wk. geeeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh i bought shoes again. $66 ori. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those fking txtbooks are costing a fortune.&lt;br /&gt;EL: $49.95&lt;br /&gt;APPLIC MATH: $29.95&lt;br /&gt;ECONS: $38&lt;br /&gt;ACCTS: $32 each (and there's 4 diff editions)&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i rather spend em on shopping. haaaahaaaaaa. yeah as if i have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thana was being 16!&lt;br /&gt;OH AND... we saw florah's and thana's ecs in perth today. lyk when we were in the middle of the city. gawddddddddddd. lucky them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114986266002795463?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114986266002795463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114986266002795463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-sooooooo-love-school-ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114968218434883086</id><published>2006-06-07T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T20:09:44.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok a few more from the previous fremantle trip [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh. me and my fremantle beer. [: (it taste rly good with my FRIED seafood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20101.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ok i was being retarded with thana. just tt i look more retarded. abosolutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i look lyk some emo freak waiting for a sampan to save me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohgod this is rly good. its sardines. FRESH FROM THE SEA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20102.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok those thing tt looks like some electro thingy will " BEEP, VIBRATE, FLASH &amp; SOUND " when your food is ready.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="67" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20091.1.jpg" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why cant i upload more?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;f. i haven touched my report. shittttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114968218434883086?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114968218434883086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114968218434883086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok-few-more-from-previous-fremantle.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114944282897015357</id><published>2006-06-05T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T01:40:28.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>f my template v ugly.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE FIND ME A NICE ONE!&lt;br /&gt;[;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE LOVED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114944282897015357?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114944282897015357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114944282897015357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/f-my-template-v-ugly.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114944223360910988</id><published>2006-06-04T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T01:30:34.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to fremantle this morning w some ppl. it was fun and tiring cos my feet kena and soreD. haha im too lazy to type. a few pictures first... i'll upload the rest another day [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna pointing at her imaginary rabbit friend. (sry but i forgot to remind her bout medication)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20067.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was asked to act "cool" but warm. (uhm.. i dont get it too)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20070.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;im sitting beside a mafia.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20076.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; christabell and arsema! (R.C.)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20079.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;florah looks lyk she decended from heaven, look at the rays. pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20080.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright, retard on the loose...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahah thana was being an asshole cos we were looking at our own cams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they were lining up to pose for me. (yeah right), at LITTLE CREATURES, this beer brewing place...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know my hair suck. but it was nice yst. REALLY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i cant stand tt plastic bag im holding. it just spoils pictures!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there are others but apparently blogger isnt letting me load more. i thk blogger v irritating. lyk WDV-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;more pics soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114944223360910988?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114944223360910988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114944223360910988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-to-fremantle-this-morning-w-some.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114943340318975120</id><published>2006-06-04T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:07:06.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALRIGHT! some pictures [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna acting cool w my shades [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside EMPORIO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE INSIDE! (rly swt interior)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-different levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20042.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the shoes i wanted to buy. (but it didnt have my size)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aft a long day.... (i look retarded)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my buys! [: and a messy bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the shoes i bought in the end. (although not as nice as the one above, i thk its cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/Picture%20056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/Picture%20056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im too lazy to add more. haha but i enjoyed shopping yst. maybe bcos i bought stuff. but i still wna get shades and scarf! ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114943340318975120?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114943340318975120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114943340318975120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/alright-some-pictures-anna-acting-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114935389613041457</id><published>2006-06-04T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T01:25:25.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jigalong!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yeah i like this word. its some abo camp name but its neat! yeah alrighty im lyk rlyrly bummed right now cos i've been out the whole day. anna and i went to the city to shop. it was kind of a last minute decision cos we were both being bored and i kept pestering her. haha ok SHE WANTED TO GO TOO OKAY! so... we went. hahaha so we walked ard and i bought lyk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(original price)&lt;br /&gt;MANGO: top ($ 44.95)&lt;br /&gt;SPORTSGIRL: bag ($49.95), earrings ($7.95)&lt;br /&gt;EMPORIO: MOLLINI SHOES- ($148)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i enjoyed today. supposed to go out with thana but the phone cork up so i dont thk she received the msg. arsi msged me at lyk 1pm and asked me if i wna go to the city BUT I WAS THERE ALR. haha alright i replied here at lyk 4+. i know anna is q happy with her buy [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home, told sue im moving out. anna seem q unhappy. she was lyk thkg by the sink with the lost face. and what she told me aft tt was rly sweeeeet. I LOVE YOU ANNA! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called mommy who's alwys in a rush to do smth. hahaha anw my mom is cute. and so.... i was feeling bored again. so i decided to call someone. rmbered tyt's no so i RANDOMLY called her. hahahahaha basket she was gg to watchsome concert at sc. so we talked for a while and i thk i talk v loud hahahaha she was crazy la. my god. hahahaha. ok im lyk rly happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i bought new stuff today! (although i didnt buy what i set out to buy)&lt;br /&gt;2. talked to mommy! [: and RACHEL TAN (who's crazy)&lt;br /&gt;3. talked to anna. hahhaha omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i wanted to say. anna vvvvvvvvv cute. hahahaha cos i was slpy so i slept on her bed and told her to wake me up at 10pm. lyk MUST WAKE ME UP cos im wearing my contacts and it'll stick to my eye if i dont take it out till tmr. then she was lyk trying to wake me up from 10 and finally i woke up at 11.10 cos i rmbered tt yt asked me to go online. BUT the thing is... she was lyk telling me.." if you dont take out... you're gna to be blind... heyhey! listen to me.. wake up wake up, take out your contact lens then go back to slp ok?... you must take it out.. hey listen... you take it out now and put her (put both her hands out), then i put it in the case for you ok?... etcetc. so you see why i say she's cute. hahaha she went on for lyk as long as i can rmb till i finally woke up. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wna upload photos but FUKUZAWA haven upload it so i cant. alright alright i'll upload them another day. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ok alot of ppl professed their love for me today. [:&lt;br /&gt;esp some ppl who want favours... RIGHT JASON ONG?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to say lots of things but i forgot. shit. ok so anw....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rtyt:&lt;br /&gt;awww it was rly swt of you to make tt ppt for me [:&lt;br /&gt;you're gna make me cry again BUT tsk v gross la. hahaha can you put nicer pictures OR NOT?! hahaha i was supposed to post the picture of b1b2 but its not uploaded yet. i tut you forgot bout it. ]:&lt;br /&gt;i rly dono what to say now cos im loss for words.&lt;br /&gt;imu and ilu!&lt;br /&gt;AND SEND ME THE ERASER YOU PROMISED. -grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh i forgot what i wanted to type. shittttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNOUNCEMENT!: YUNLI CHANGED HER MOBILE NO.!&lt;br /&gt;(hahaha i v "purposely")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like advertisements.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114935389613041457?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114935389613041457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114935389613041457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/jigalong-hahaha-yeah-i-like-this-word.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114926386405313556</id><published>2006-06-02T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:57:44.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh and i promised to post this song.&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE IT. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to shakira's [hips don't lie]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ELEPHANT WHEN YOU TALK LIKE THAT,&lt;br /&gt;YOU MAKE THE WHOLE WORLD GO MAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ok maybe not funny. but we all thk it is.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114926386405313556?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114926386405313556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114926386405313556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-and-i-promised-to-post-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114926371808273658</id><published>2006-06-02T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:55:18.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOD! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im lyk bubbling now. why am i using that word. alright anw I AM OFFICIALLY SEVENTEEN! now ron and the whole world don have to go lyk: " YOU'RE 16?!" hahaha alright so now ALTHOUGH im still underage, BUT..... just 1 more year to go. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i dont see the point of growing up so quickly. i mean, i prefer staying at 17 forever. uhm.. alright maybe not forever. i do want to "grow older" as in lyk when we start working and all the rubbish it might not seem as nice and carefree as now. BUT we have to "grow up" so yeah. im being totally oop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so anw i went to sch as usual, went to the library to do math hw, read my book, hoping that he wld appear but no he didnt, saw elisha's eye candy being weird, being rly dumb cos i walked to math class but it was eng IN THE LIBRARY, walked back to the library with thana, christabell gave me a huge bar of choc, had research stuff for my report, khavita and mazael said they'll give me a bday bash (the sgporean way), talked rubbish with thana cos she keep trying to act chinese, went to photocopy some stuff but the machine screwed up, went to cafeteria then to THE HOUSE, ate with them, kenny gave me some rly nice bread as present (HAHA), ryan gave me fish-fingers, went back to sch with thana, went for math lesson, talked to florah throughout, talked bout MR NICE HAIR (haha her eye candy), talked bout jason's hair, made fun of ron and jason, went for a stroll during math lesson cos we didnt want to do work, stare at ben (the funny lecturer), rushed ard aft sch, went with anna to find carmen (she's rly cute! hahahaha so is vivian! [: and she's rly happy now a days!), went to the city with arsi, christ, thana, florah, waited for thana so she can see her eye candy (winks), shopped around though i cldnt buy stuff cos i didnt know we were  gg to the city (kind of last min decision), but i had tons of fun, wanted to but me stuff but i declined (felt bad for accepting bday presents) hahaha, went to meet anna at the bubbletea shop, walked to matsuri (jap restaurant), food was good!, rly full, went window shopping with everyone, ......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so thats basically what i did with my borg life. yeah but i rly did have fun today! wna thank everyone who wished me happy bday, both sg and aussie side. im rly thankful to have you guys ard. lyk seriously, my life wldnt be as exciting w/o you guys. and that includes my mom and dad, both brothers, cousins etcetcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and anw i had a bad dream last night. it had to do with sh, yt, amanda and lz. god i hope it doesnt happen. i thk i'll cry la. alright alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: and thanks for the lovely gifts! esp anna who left it in the toilet (i wonder how she did it w/o me knowing), I LOVE YOU ANNA! [: she's rly sweet AND SHE'S SLPG ON MY BED NOW. BASKET! haha nah im joking. she rly adds laughter to my life cos she's lyk lamelame. hahaha yeah and we can sing THAT song together. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;and chad (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114926371808273658?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114926371808273658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114926371808273658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/god-ok-im-lyk-bubbling-now.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114918074870989928</id><published>2006-06-02T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:52:28.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/1600/blogpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2564/441/320/blogpic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN SOMEONE PLEASE TEACH ME HOW TO GET THAT PICTURE UP THERE?&lt;br /&gt;prettaye please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114918074870989928?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114918074870989928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114918074870989928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/can-someone-please-teach-me-how-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114917656643979192</id><published>2006-06-01T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:42:46.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>F THERE IS SMTH WRONG WITH MY LEFT EYE!&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE BLURRED VISION!&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114917656643979192?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114917656643979192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114917656643979192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/f-there-is-smth-wrong-with-my-left-eye.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114917560386440515</id><published>2006-06-01T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:26:44.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN I CANT FIND ANY NICE SKINS FOR MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;BOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114917560386440515?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114917560386440515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114917560386440515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/damn-i-cant-find-any-nice-skins-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114916826747255082</id><published>2006-06-01T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T22:27:16.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school is abs fun. i somehow like gg to the cafeteria during lunch. cos for the past few days ive been seeing this guy with the green billabong 73 bag. HAHAHA. ok seriously its cos he look lyk this actor. this HOT actor. hahaha but he's probably not as hot. and im positive he's a local. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the rabbit proof fence today during english. omgawd i cried lyk a few times. its rly q touching lyk how the mom and daughter is seperated and how she walked hundred of miles back to the campsite. mygod it got me thkg bout the abos now. hahah gee. funny eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna and i was just talking bout BEN. hahah the FUNNY math tcher. ohmy ben is just.. cute. haha ok maybe im using the wrong word but.. you know. he's weird. and cute. HAHAHA awww. i feel bad whenever he starts coughing in class. im afraid he's gg to lyk die or smth. i know... but i cant help it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy's coming over on sun! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BIRTHDAY IS TMR!&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thana is sweeeeet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114916826747255082?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114916826747255082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114916826747255082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/06/school-is-abs-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114879289781221854</id><published>2006-05-28T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T13:08:17.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOT FUNNY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114879289781221854?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114879289781221854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114879289781221854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114879184574656576</id><published>2006-05-28T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T12:50:45.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt this sudden urge to go back to sg. to sit beside FARTZ, behind EEEEE LEEEE, near KOKOKRUNCH. damn. i wna eat nasi bryani with more crackers. i wna quarrel w eeee leee over stupid things. i wna sing with FARTZ during lessons. i wna be racist with them. i wna look for spills with eeee leee during mangkok's lesson. i wna laugh at the talking mushroom. i wna call eeee leee "not malay". i wna see them drool over eye candies. i wna go for investiture. i wna play with FARTZ's bbies (HAHAHA) im sure bbies miss me. i wna call eeee leee stupid bitch. i wna hear cheryl sing with her ever so melodious voice. i wna hear alyssa talk about HIM. i wna walk ard during chinese lessons. i wna piss ms ang with sheee hweee during econs (ok not exactly piss her off cos i know she wldnt). i wna hear sheee hweee talk about that jeremy. i wna "FANG" michelle and laugh about everything (sry i was dao). i wna eat in coconut bread and drink soya bean in ms ang's class. i wna use fahmi's focker pen to touch ppl (HAHAHAHA). i wna kachau hendra. i wna go changi airport with them. i wna see 06c3 tog. i wna make fun of faizal. i wna see ck back again. i wna see ian's blur face. i wna make ian carry my bag for me again. i wna hold faizal and eeee leee's back when we skate. i wna laugh at melvin. i wna raid samantha's markers. i wna copy math hw. i wna watch movies during mr tan's leccture. i wna wear the uniforms. i wna act malay with them. i wna call FARTZ bitchos (winks) i wna hang around the railing just outside class w them. i wna hear FARTZ shout " IS THAT SOYA BEAN?" downstairs. i wna go library to slack everytime we have breaks. i wna eat hor fun with lots and lots of chilli padi. i wna chase for the bus with 06c3. i wna see deborah drop michelle's banana. i wna pon pe with them. i wna hear eeee leee act funny during pe. i wna fret over ponning pe. i wna skip math class. blahhhhhhh.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise i can go on and on about this. its just this sudden urge to go back to mi. yeah the lessons are boring, no doubt. but it rly was fun with them. i rmb the last day i went back. how eeee leeee screamed and how quiet she became. i miss FARTZ's lame jokes. i wna go "ALA KOKO!" i wna get eeee leee to teach me accts during lectures (cos she alwys make it seem so easy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but life here is lovely too. i mean, sch's great! everyone knows everyone. orientation was rly cool. there's laughter everyday. florah trying to keep her chips away from me. chocolates! ( i nv knew how much i love chocs), my craving for the black forest chocs yuting alwys buy, chasing thana (which is rly retarded but ive only done it once cos of....), thkg tt elisha was rly gg to die cos of some sickness (my god i cld have killed her), etcetcetc. ohmy. there's too many to mention. and laughing and playing with anna till everyone gets pissed. (HAHAHA -grins-), hearing carmen complain about them, knowing lots of ppl from the feb start cos of them, knowing his name and where he's from now, fretting over stupid tests etcetcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is never ending and my ass hurts from sitting on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw my brother is lyk rly nice. haha i convinced him to buy me some stuff over the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: LOOK!&lt;br /&gt;me: help me buy a few pair of shoes too!&lt;br /&gt;me: [:&lt;br /&gt;bro: fuck.....where u tink the money is coming from??&lt;br /&gt;me: your pocket la&lt;br /&gt;..................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro: wtf! u want me to buy lip gloss and send it ard the world!&lt;br /&gt;bro: for something that cost $7&lt;br /&gt;bro: fuck......go buy urself&lt;br /&gt;me: no&lt;br /&gt;me: not one.. buy all colours&lt;br /&gt;bro: forget it&lt;br /&gt;me: walao&lt;br /&gt;me: pls la&lt;br /&gt;me: pLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS KORKOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(acting cute -rolls eye-, i know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro: just go to any department store u retard&lt;br /&gt;bro: and besides......u're just payin for the brand&lt;br /&gt;bro: see first&lt;br /&gt;bro: .....if u online then i'll buy if not forget it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: thankyouthankyou. [:&lt;br /&gt;me: but 100 bucks and above then have free shpping and handling in usa&lt;br /&gt;bro: what.....&lt;br /&gt;bro: fuckign shit!&lt;br /&gt;bro: u tink i'm gonna spend a few hundred on makeup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: no... shoes also [:&lt;br /&gt;me: pls laaaaa&lt;br /&gt;me: anw my bday coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro: i'll be online tonight.&lt;br /&gt;bro: u better choose properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha although my brother suck at times but this is one of the time i need his credit card for [:&lt;br /&gt;i love em!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114879184574656576?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114879184574656576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114879184574656576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-felt-this-sudden-urge-to-go-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114878853129421443</id><published>2006-05-28T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T11:55:31.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohgod.&lt;br /&gt;i just read this book and i cried lyk mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114878853129421443?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114878853129421443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114878853129421443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/05/ohgod.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114857627582705393</id><published>2006-05-26T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T00:57:55.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;XINWEI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;DUMB &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;JASON&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok fine. i mean COOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114857627582705393?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I WANT SAMANTHA THAVASA BAGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114856053005725930?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114856053005725930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114856053005725930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/05/omgawd-i-want-samantha-thavasa-bags.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114855634794497818</id><published>2006-05-25T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T19:28:46.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALA! ILI BASKET LA.&lt;br /&gt;always talk halfway then go offline.&lt;br /&gt;mad dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIVIAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tmr is "SORRY DAY".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its not a public holiday.&lt;br /&gt;BASKET LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch was fun and funny today.&lt;br /&gt;FLORAH OWES THANA AND I 10 MUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgawd. yst ben winked at me during math. today its ian.&lt;br /&gt;i wna faint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114855634794497818?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114855634794497818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114855634794497818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/05/ala-ili-basket-la.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114838951462026565</id><published>2006-05-23T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T21:05:14.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>06C1 CHAMPION IN YEAR 1 DEBATE!&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUGUYSROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mysmellysocks.&lt;br /&gt;-GRINS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;GO EEEEEE LEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114838951462026565?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114838951462026565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114838951462026565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/05/06c1-champion-in-year-1-debate.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114838921169178196</id><published>2006-05-23T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T21:00:11.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;i thk 06c1 won the debate again! WOOHOO! haha ok im being happy for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, sch tdy was quite alright. luckily anna and i left home at 7.30 or we wld be caught in the rain. we were walking when this HUGE raindrop fell onto my face. i wanted to faint cos i thought it was birdpoo or smth and started getting paranoid over it. gee ok fine then it drizzled a little and just as the bus was reaching the stop it rained. thank god. i lyk the bus driver. haha oh and on the way to sch the bus driver intercommed the main cos there was this dog prancing about causing some traffic prob. my teeth almost dropped. and so anna and i shared an umbrella and the stupid me wore flip flops tdy cos i didnt know it wld rain. BLAHHHHHHHH. and monica looked like she was gg to work on a farm or ranch. hahaha [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i was saying, sch was better than yst. i thk. i was lyk drooling in math lesson yst cos i leaned my head against the board and fell aslp. i rmb the time was 3.30pm. then after what i thought was a long time, i awoke cos i thk i was about to drool or smth. ben was still talking to the whiteboard AND ONLY 5 MINS PASSED! i could have vomited blood cos the lesson was bloody boring. accts was cancelled again cos john had to go for some weird meeting and so i could go home at 5pm. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know im being uber boring here BUT LET ME SAY SMTH CAN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i got back my econs test! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEEEEHWEEEEE!-&lt;br /&gt;awww i miss you bitch! oh and i cldnt find your humour tops. i'll look ard again [: WHERE'S MY ECONS NOTES?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUNLI:-&lt;br /&gt;sorry i thk sg no stars. ok maybe there is. but not hundreds of them concentrated in an area. hahhahahhaha. sry im being irritating [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAMANTHA:-&lt;br /&gt;HEY! its been lyk 7483193 years since i last saw you! hahaha i miss you guys too! we'll have some c3 thing when i get back ok! OMG PROMISE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONGSEOWHUI a.k.a THEBIGBLUEMOON a.k.a SHIT:-&lt;br /&gt;OMG! CAN YOU STOP SEEING LUKE! hahaha EH BASKET LA STOP STALKING HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye lovelies-&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114838921169178196?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114838921169178196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114838921169178196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/05/boooo-i-thk-06c1-won-debate-again.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288489.post-114813802170182216</id><published>2006-05-20T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:13:41.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in a foul mood. yeah f i don even know why.&lt;br /&gt;im being lyk rly emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw heard tt the mi carnival is tdy. hope they had fun.&lt;br /&gt;damn i miss the mi pe days. lyk when we're doing conditioning, mdm sin will go lyk 'AH.. complaining is it?!' then ili will be lyk 'NO NO.. V FUN V FUN! WE ENJOYING.' haha yeah. those were the days. and how we ponned pe and im so f up about it cos i was afraid of getting caught and being sent to detention. gee sometimes i feel lyk rewinding my life. lyk hoping some things nv happened. yeah. some. its lyk those stupid c days. uh yeah. totally uncool but.. maybe i enjoyed it. its lyk there's smth to look forward to everyday and for a while you're certain about smth. blahhhhh i told you im emo now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww chad!&lt;br /&gt;i hope the fishes are fine.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and you know its rly irri when ppl lyk say -ve things bout some ppl who they thk are frailER than them. lyk in front of tt person. i mean some may mean it as a joke but c'mon la. its so not funny. esp when some ppl are alwys doing it. gee. irris the hell out of me. i do thk it helps if we stuff a rotten apple in those big mouth and bbq them. yeah lyk a pig. so stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im being totally random. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see stars from where i am.&lt;br /&gt;hundreds of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288489-114813802170182216?l=greenturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114813802170182216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288489/posts/default/114813802170182216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenturtles.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-foul-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>greenturtles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01730182590653828603</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></entry></feed>
