<?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-11415179</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:01:25.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=))</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-114466649445069238</id><published>2006-04-10T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T03:54:54.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.</title><content type='html'>this whole life is blurring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seconds, minutes hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all seem to be flashing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird. i wonder what it'll be like to live forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-114466649445069238?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/114466649445069238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the pain, the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salt + deep ulcer = PAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is damn damn painful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel my upper lip throbbing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind u. its TWO ULCERS GRWOING TOGETHER TO MAKE ONE BIG ULCER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain X 2 = MORE PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. im a wuss. hahaha. it still hurts. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-114345583939788048?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/114345583939788048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=114345583939788048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-114261026452693909</id><published>2006-03-17T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T07:44:24.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a little extra SPICE</title><content type='html'>just to add a little something to today's post. coz i went to view my blog. heeheehee. i have DISCOVERED something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the things written on my blog! of coz not the things that i say.. but the extra things the creater of the blogskin wrote. hmm. take my hand.. blah blah blah. -.- what.. iLOVEu. *vomits* im so evil. the creator is probably CURSING me now.. hahaha.. guess what.. i DONT CARE.. coz u cant find me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see. i dont have a tagboard. coz i dislike tagboards. n i also dont have comments. heeheehee.. but im trying to add comments. haha. unfortunately, im kinda screwed up about that. add the html den it screws itself up. so.. until den...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-114261026452693909?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/114261026452693909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=114261026452693909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114261026452693909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114261026452693909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-little-extra-spice.html' title='just a little extra SPICE'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-114260994196339411</id><published>2006-03-17T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T07:39:01.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>accomplishments for the holidays</title><content type='html'>i shall now PROCLAIM to the world that i have spent my holidays IDLING away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i have accomplished:&lt;br /&gt;1. pirating music from the internet (SHH!!)&lt;br /&gt;2. slacking my brains out.&lt;br /&gt;3. oh yes! i did some homework! whee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMEWORK I HAVE SUCCESSFULLY COMPLETED:&lt;br /&gt;1. bio worksheet chpt 18, 19.&lt;br /&gt;-without even knowing what the stupid chapter was about! freaking common sense.&lt;br /&gt;2. fei ying!&lt;br /&gt;-i actually toked nonsense for FOUR PAGES!! NEW RECORD!!&lt;br /&gt;(all those really good at chinese sickening people.. SHUT UP.)&lt;br /&gt;3. ss mind maps!&lt;br /&gt;-without actually knowing what the stupid chpts were toking about.&lt;br /&gt;4..&lt;br /&gt;4..&lt;br /&gt;4...&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pathetic. heeheehee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-114260994196339411?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/114260994196339411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=114260994196339411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114260994196339411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114260994196339411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/03/accomplishments-for-holidays_17.html' title='accomplishments for the holidays'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-114232481679770074</id><published>2006-03-14T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T00:26:56.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EDC ROCKS!!</title><content type='html'>wow just came back from drama bonding camp'06! yeah yeah mann.. haha.. it was fun but it seemed to last for eternity. SUPER TIRED la. its amazing. we went down to eat roti prata today at simpang rite. den i fell asleep EATING ROTI PRATA. its like.. wow??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. i wun describe what we did these few days its just stupid n boring.. so i shall talk about what i want to say to drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. drama is a GREAT cca. (dis is also for all u idiotic sceptics out there hu think my cca is a slacker cca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama is really great la.. i mean. we're not physically demanding or have fantastic discipline or anything.. but i duno mebbe when u get to sec4 u suddenly LOVE your cca a lot even tho u're super sian diao about it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. muz keep up the LOVE n ENTHUSIASM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for any cca to work.. to have fun.. u need to LOVE the cca.. n mebbe even if u're not feeling too hot abt it.. jux force yourself to be enthu about it den it'll become enthu for u! i dun care what jiongrui says about how a club works. what discipline n all that BULLSHIT. a club is all about fun n belonging. n meeting people of different backgrounds but share the same interest. n DRAMA is about feeling comfortable in slipping into different characters n stuff in front of people. its an expression. so dun give that crap about discipline (EVEN IF IT IS IMPT U GUYS REALLY SUCK AT IT).. the most important think is FUN! which is acty brought about by LOVE n ENTHUSIASM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno what much else to say to drama.. but my term. n the other sec4s terms are ending like.. in 3 weeks. which really SUCKS. its damn irritating coz we didnt even get to serve one full year. SLAP DR BOON. (shhh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when we leave.. i jux hope that we at least did something for u guys. so the NEW COMM muz jiayou! even if we haven selected it yet! but muz jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep LOVING drama guys! EDC ROCKS, RAWKS, ROX!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-114232481679770074?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/114232481679770074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=114232481679770074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114232481679770074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114232481679770074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/03/edc-rocks.html' title='EDC ROCKS!!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-114172711895842591</id><published>2006-03-07T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T02:25:18.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK BASTARDS</title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder whether some humans have a shred of compassion in their bodies left at all. has the human race turned into a lousy bunch of bastards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just read in the newspapers about so many killings, and one that especially DISGUSTED me was the one about the man torturing the 1 and a half year old kitten till it had to be put to sleep because of its injuries. ONE AND A HALF YEAR OLD. he actually tortured it until its left eye was protruding out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT SICKENS ME THAT THERE ARE SUCH INHUMANE PEOPLE IN EXISTENCE. whether in the past, today, or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in our world of today, there is so much conflict, humans destroying the environment, humans destroying animals, humans destroying other humans, humans destroying THEMSELVES. why is it we can bring ourselves to raise our hands to harm or kill another fellow breathing living thing? how can we look into the eyes of a helpless animal, or a helpless human.. and just laugh in their faces and.. kill them? murder them? torture them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand people. i dont think i ever will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WORLD'S FILLED WITH COLD-BLOODED ASSHOLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish they would just go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps: im sorrie i cant exercise forgiveness on the kitten n other killing incidents. MURDERERS. it's just too.. i dont know. IMPOSSIBLE for me.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-114172711895842591?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/114172711895842591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=114172711895842591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114172711895842591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114172711895842591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/03/sick-bastards.html' title='SICK BASTARDS'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-114146761314139263</id><published>2006-03-04T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T02:20:13.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA world cup trophy tour!!</title><content type='html'>yahh!!! I SAW THE FIFA WORLD CUP TROPHY UP CLOSE! THE ONE MADE UP OF PURE GOLD! THE ONLY ONE IN THE WORLD!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think to many people. this is nothing. response when i excitedly told ppl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.my sister: hmm. not all that interested in football la.&lt;br /&gt;2.daniel: err.. do u noe that i actually TOUCHED it before?&lt;br /&gt;3.mum: hmm. tt's nice.&lt;br /&gt;4:dad: haha that's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE...?! u have no idea what it's like for even a football NOOB to see the trophy up close! =( i was so excited. and everyone went to spoil my excitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smack all of u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw we (me, tri, noah n josh) kinda chanced upon it by accident. i didnt even know there was such an exhibition. -.- we went there for the career fair at suntec at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which by the way. turned out to be quite a waste of time for secondary students. i had the mistaken impression that it would be divided into the different types of careers n stuff. it turned out to be like this retarded ad-spot for universities n colleges. haix. so disappointing. HELLO. i haven even taken my O'S yet.. what's up with the UNIS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the four of us were getting kinda exhausted so we decided to troop to marina bay to grab a bite. so we went down via the escalator.. n guess what!? the FREE exhibition of the FIFA world cup trophy tour! whee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people hu noe me noe that im a complete football noob. but when i heard it was free.. i was all.. why not?! haha. so we went in. come one la. when wilson saw me inside he asked me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ehh? nicole u got watch football mehh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so paiseh. football noob still got cheek to come here. haha. oh n best of all.. it was sponsored by COCA-COLA! yayy for coke!!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched this pretty cool 3d-presentation.. EVEN GOT TO KEEP THE GLASSES! haha. when i've taken a pic of it i'll try to post it up. haha.. n then.. we went into the exhibition room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GAWSHH.... it was gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolutely gorgeous. all shiny.. n.. i duno!! but it screamed out to me "TOUCH ME NICOLE TOUCH ME (EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE A FOOTBALL NOOB!)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n tri actually got goosbumps. -.- so kua zhang rite!! stupid josh was all.. i duno. guess he didnt think it was a big deal or anything. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo.. haha we took pictures with it! the security was like so freaking tight. how irritating. wanted to touch it but.. oh well. its okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n NO, i didnt attempt to touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i DIDNT get pinned down to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. that was an exciting day huh. haha. we went to marina bay n ate. or at least. THEY ate. i was kinda broke so i refused to eat anything but josh treated all of us to dimsum! i ate one hakkao. or however tts spelt. aiya prawn dumpling la. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that walked around a bit n sort of fell in love with the creative speakers n the zen vision. we kinda stood in the shop n watched like the madagascar trailer n this "JACK JACK ATTACK!" movie clip. so clear. oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost wish i didnt have my ipod so i could go get it. my parents would jux murder me tho. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh i have to go study for the stupid physics test on monday! not to mention my chinese n emath test. GROANNN... =( see ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-114146761314139263?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/114146761314139263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=114146761314139263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114146761314139263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114146761314139263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/03/fifa-world-cup-trophy-tour.html' title='FIFA world cup trophy tour!!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-114122319312008440</id><published>2006-03-01T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T06:26:33.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom king prom queen!!</title><content type='html'>the prom kings n queens for this years grad nite were chosen today! whee~~ haha. actually all the results is super predictable de la. hahaha. so.. i shall not say first. haha. i hope chin meng n huiyi win! yeah yeah.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. i was thinking my usual stupid weird thoughts again today.. because i got engrossed in this stupid (but GOOD) book "blink" toking about the.. ermx.. the art of thinking without thinking i think. then i thought to myself. hmm. has that ever happened to me before? i realize that actually me as a person. i sometimes think too much. like when a piece of clothing is shown to me my initial reaction may go "BAM! TTS NICE!" but then.. after processing it through myhead after a while..certain stupid factors like " is it too weirdo for me to wear in front of my friends?"..  u noe that kinda stuff. uhhuh. haha. so i've decided that when i go shopping i shall GO GO GO! n jux choose whatever weirdo stuff i like. n i shall not care about what others think. hehehe. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-114122319312008440?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/114122319312008440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=114122319312008440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114122319312008440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114122319312008440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/03/prom-king-prom-queen.html' title='prom king prom queen!!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-114043765690942363</id><published>2006-02-20T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T04:14:16.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simon Webbe - Lay Your Hands</title><content type='html'>Simon Webbe - Lay Your Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life can be a burden,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to stay one step ahead,&lt;br /&gt;Feel the world upon my shoulder each time,&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing out on the edge,&lt;br /&gt;And my hopes have all deserted me,&lt;br /&gt;Like they've washed away in the sand,&lt;br /&gt;And it's hurting my pride, trying to survive,&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I stand a chance,&lt;br /&gt;When you lay your hands,&lt;br /&gt;Cos it's the only thing I have that still makes sense,&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby when I'm calling out,&lt;br /&gt;Give me love and affection, keep telling me, showing me the way,&lt;br /&gt;Oh when you see me falling down,&lt;br /&gt;Lift me up from the shadows, will you take me away to a better place,&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm in my darkest hour,&lt;br /&gt;Be by my side, to turn the tide,&lt;br /&gt;Until my suffering fades,&lt;br /&gt;When life is getting me down, getting me down, and close to defeat,&lt;br /&gt;Come and lay your hands on me,&lt;br /&gt;Feel this road is getting longer now,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm too far away from home,&lt;br /&gt;Cos I gotta keep on movin on,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't do it on my own,&lt;br /&gt;Baby keep my head above water,&lt;br /&gt;Help me swim for my life,&lt;br /&gt;Cos the game is getting harder,&lt;br /&gt;The strain is getting stronger,&lt;br /&gt;And i can only face the fight,&lt;br /&gt;When you lay your hands,&lt;br /&gt;Cos it's the only thing I have that still makes sense,&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby when I'm calling out,&lt;br /&gt;Give me love and affection, keep telling me, showing me the way,&lt;br /&gt;Oh when you see me falling down,&lt;br /&gt;Lift me up from the shadows, will you take me away to a better place,&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm in my darkest hour,&lt;br /&gt;Be by my side, to turn the tide,&lt;br /&gt;Until my suffering fades,&lt;br /&gt;When life is getting me down, getting me down, and close to defeat,&lt;br /&gt;Come and lay your hands on me,&lt;br /&gt;Till I'm healed again,&lt;br /&gt;Rediscovered my strength,&lt;br /&gt;And those bitter blues are gone, all gone,&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby when I'm calling out,&lt;br /&gt;Give me love and affection, keep telling me, showing me the way,&lt;br /&gt;Oh when you see me falling down,&lt;br /&gt;Lift me up from the shadows, will you take me away to a better place,&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm in my darkest hour,&lt;br /&gt;Be by my side, to turn the tide,&lt;br /&gt;Until my suffering fades,&lt;br /&gt;When life is getting me down, getting me down, and close to defeat,&lt;br /&gt;Come and lay your hands on me&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/11415179-114043765690942363?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/114043765690942363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=114043765690942363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114043765690942363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/114043765690942363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/02/simon-webbe-lay-your-hands.html' title='Simon Webbe - Lay Your Hands'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-113992310210252963</id><published>2006-02-14T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T05:18:22.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy valentine's day!</title><content type='html'>hmm. today is valentine's day. it was okay i guess. but its kinda commercialized. i guess most people (including me) buy stuff on valentine's day like mass product n just give it to everyone. but sometimes i wonder.. do people really buy/make stuff because they love the person or do they just buy it for the sake of giving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i feel like condemning valentine's day. even though i smiled a lot today.. laughed a lot.. felt this warm feeling when the person u give something to grins happily.. i just feel like doing that la. actually if u spend valentine's day without that special someone it kind of sucks. coz u know that when u give something to that special person its not just because you give it for the sake of giving but.. actually u really really want to make that person happy and smile. get that warm feeling inside. and u put in a whole lot of effort.. love.. and at the end of it all. when that person just.. i dont know. looks at u. and smiles. that one stupid smile. gives u a hug and stuff. u just feel incredibly satisfied. unfortunately.. didnt get to have that satisfied feeling today. nehh. oh well.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noah gave me a postcard. part of it read : (it was a picture of 3 icecreams) eat this and u'll grow fat. growing fat is prosperous. LIKE.. DIAODED!! haha. so cold. aiya. i got to go do the stupid si han le la. nehh. den tml still got that stupid total defence play must wake up so super freaking early just to get to school at 0630AM. condemn love la! haha. happy valentine's day ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-113992310210252963?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/113992310210252963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=113992310210252963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113992310210252963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113992310210252963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='happy valentine&apos;s day!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-113967007402669167</id><published>2006-02-11T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T07:01:14.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout</title><content type='html'>okayy.. i finally changed my ugly blog layout to something much better. but the problem is.. it wasnt done by me. hmm. so i v bushuang it. haha. but actually i like the layout a lot la. fell in lurrvve with it. haha. got another one tt is more darkish but i suddenly felt like being super bimBOtic n getting dis one. i think a lot of ppl haf le la, which makes it kinda sucky but WHATEVER. i like it n tts it. haha. i change all the takeMYhand blah rubbish. will update the links n stuff another day. coz the thing is super rubbish la.. can u imagine copying and pasting for like.. one hour doing tt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rubBISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. im not really sure if people actually come n see my blog la. haha. but im thinking about putting up a tagboard. BUT SO SIAN! like if nobody come den so sian but at the same time u dun mind not having ppl coming coz it doesnt matter. hmm. haha. (im so insecure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rubBISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think. haha. i'll make my decision another. BIG DECISION u noe.. haha... nehh... see first see first! if wan tagboard den.. haha.. tell me! yeah! (i have a stong feeling nobody's gonna tell me anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog actually quite boring hor. not as bitchy bitchy.. den got no blog war whatever. hmm.. so cool man. haha. i shall be DIFFERENT. set myself APART. YES!!! oh n as u can see i've added ENTHU STUDY to my wishlist! YESH! nicole will score a 6pointer and 8a1s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rubBISH la but im doing my best. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-113967007402669167?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/113967007402669167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=113967007402669167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113967007402669167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113967007402669167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-layout.html' title='new layout'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-113965714729275100</id><published>2006-02-11T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T03:25:47.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>homosexuality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've been thinking quite a lot about homosexuality dese days. in case u're worried, NO im not gay.. i just read songleng's essay about homosexuality. im not sure why, but it led me to think about a couple of things. im not sure WHY about that either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. i do not have any gay friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. i do not have any mixed up feelings or whatever about whether im straight. I AM STRAIGHT. YES. (and available for vday! haha. just joking.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. im kind of neutral towards it. never really experienced anything that would make me for or not for homosexuality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i noe christians are supposed to condemn homosexuality because God says so. He made us not to be like that i guess. so why is it some people turn to homosexuality? i dont really understand. are they confused, are they yearning for love in the way the opposite sex cant satisfy.. im totally confused about it and its screwed up actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm. maybe i've been reading too many books or watching too many movies, but it seems to me that those people who turn gay actually are really confused about who they are. as in. why do they have these feelings? its not peer pressure that turns them gay, its not watching too movies.. its just. feelings. and if we are taught to accept ourselves for who we are, and love who we are, stand up for what we feel.. why are gays being condemned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but at the same time, didnt God say that homosexuality is WRONG? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm. all confusing. -.- AND IM NOT GAY. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-113965714729275100?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/113965714729275100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=113965714729275100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113965714729275100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113965714729275100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/02/homosexuality.html' title='homosexuality'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-113939644193834717</id><published>2006-02-08T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T03:00:41.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PEKCEK!</title><content type='html'>wah. i feel so pekcek w dis blog. wanna DELETE all the posts in it n set up a new one. hmm. should i? haha. i not sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-113939644193834717?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/113939644193834717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=113939644193834717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113939644193834717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113939644193834717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/02/pekcek.html' title='PEKCEK!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-113936483186267674</id><published>2006-02-07T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T18:13:51.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha im in com lab now. dis sucks la. com lab n english is so freaking boring. sometimes i wonder what's the point of learning languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advantages&lt;br /&gt;1. can communicate better.&lt;br /&gt;2.......2.....2......2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disadvatages&lt;br /&gt;1. a complete waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;2. makes me feel sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;3. there are SO few good english teachers.&lt;br /&gt;4. we end up blogging in com lab instead of doing something actually PRODUCTIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there! so in conclusion, learning most languages is useless! especially chinese. i mean. i havent got anything against learning new words and stuff but THE THINGS WE'RE DOING IN CLASS NOWADAYS! STUPID!! my chinese teacher simply ends up DIGRESSING anw. completely no point. hai~ oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall just get back to my life and stop wasting your time in reading this nonsensical rubbish. NEHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-113936483186267674?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/113936483186267674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=113936483186267674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113936483186267674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113936483186267674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/02/haha-im-in-com-lab-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-113932282760199687</id><published>2006-02-07T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T06:33:47.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>People always leave</title><content type='html'>people always leave.&lt;br /&gt;and when they do.&lt;br /&gt;some never come back.&lt;br /&gt;we all walk different paths.&lt;br /&gt;we end up in different places.&lt;br /&gt;we're different.&lt;br /&gt;individuals of different mind.&lt;br /&gt;but perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;just perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;of the same heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are u?&lt;br /&gt;when you're here.&lt;br /&gt;the rain starts to fall.&lt;br /&gt;and it carries on.&lt;br /&gt;torrential rain.&lt;br /&gt;long. long. long.&lt;br /&gt;after you're gone yet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-113932282760199687?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/113932282760199687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=113932282760199687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113932282760199687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113932282760199687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/02/people-always-leave.html' title='People always leave'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-113923483569670611</id><published>2006-02-06T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T06:07:15.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realized just how important my parents are to me. they seriously help me a lot la. especially my dad. haha. my mum is more of helping me along in the physical aspect like doing things like boiling ginseng for me.. etc. my dad.. haha. he came n toked to me just now coz i told dem i v pekcek. den i duno la. aft i tok to him den i feel like i really shldnt let dem down n give up. whatever i do i muz give my best and my all. carn be liddat le la. hmm. so. i shall just go and study bio now. i think i'll keep falling down dis year. but hopefully with their help n some ppl i'll be able to pick myself up again n keep walking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-113923483569670611?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/113923483569670611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=113923483569670611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113923483569670611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113923483569670611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-just-realized-just-how-important-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-113922967425069605</id><published>2006-02-06T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T04:41:14.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is so completely sian now. there are so many tests until i no longer feel like studying. i think i lost all my steam last year. totally gone this year. i even started the stupid year being so blur and everything la. no new anything except a planner tt i didnt even fill up with the dates and stuff. looking down at my sickening chengyu. i feel so retarded and gone. the last test was so discouraging. now im scared that i wont have the energy to carry on. im tired and exhausted la. i noe others probably have it worse than me but now. there are so many distractions in my life. especially drama. have to stay back everyday for the total defence skit. sucks la. dunno lor. but life. is especially sian now. not only that. have so many things that make my mind stray. i need to get rid of all these things that keep eating at my brain.. but how? i dont noe. im not sure of anything anymore.. i just hope that when i get my olevel chinese results on whenever i'll be able to go home with a smile on my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-113922967425069605?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/113922967425069605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=113922967425069605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113922967425069605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113922967425069605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/02/life-is-so-completely-sian-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-113785690996387914</id><published>2006-01-21T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T02:59:57.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha played volleyball in the hall today! with chinmeng, andrew they all. me n eve. are hopeless. haha. i can only whack the ball. meaning hit it and it doesnt go across the net. or maybe it slams into the net. or goes so far its counted asan out. chinmeng andrew and justin started thinking up stupid formations to serve the ball. haha. den me n eve tried throwing the ball to each other to let each other hit it but it only ends up going to jurong, changi, woodlands or boonlay. haha. anyhow tok shit la. lols. drama didnt get into chinese new year. hai~ so saddening rite. acty im quite sick of it la. i mean not of the people jux the whole failing continuosly thing. wanted to make a difference in drama but we seem to be even more of failures than the previous batch. -.- was pmsing a while n toking to xiaoyu budden got high n went to play volleyball. lols. my arms hurt. they have slight slight bruises on dem. haha. nowadays v.difficult for me to concentrate, sleep.. i duno wads wrong with me la. sucks. cant find my footing. think i start dis year too blur blur alrdy. wah. pray not the whole year go around blur blur den gone case leh. adoi! muz jiayou alrd. bleahhx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-113716068772339027</id><published>2006-01-13T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T05:59:09.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hot Water Bottle and the Baby Doll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;This beautiful story was written by a doctor who worked in South Africa... One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward but in spite of all we could do, she died leaving us with a tiny premature baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive; as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator). We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in. Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical climates "And it is our last hot water bottle!" she exclaimed. As in the West, it is no good crying over spilled milk, so in Central Africa it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways. "All right," I said. "Put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job is to keep the baby warm." The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with any of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died. During prayer time, one ten-year old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt conciseness of our African children. "Please, God" she prayed, "Send us a hot water bottle today. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon.” While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, "And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she'll know You really love her.” As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say, "Amen". I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything, the Bible says so. But there are limits, aren't there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from the homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever, received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator! Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door. By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the verandah, was a large twenty-two pound parcel. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children. Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. From the top, I lifted out brightly colored knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored. Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas - that would make a batch of buns for the weekend. Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the.....could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out yes, a brand new, rubber hot water bottle. I cried. I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward crying out, "If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the doll too!" Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted! Looking up at me, she asked: "Can I go over with you and give this dolly to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?” Of course, He replied! That parcel had been on the way for five whole months. Packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child - five months before, in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it "that afternoon". Before they call, I will answer" (Isaiah 65:24) Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards. Let's continue praying for one another. This awesome prayer takes less than a minute. "Heavenly Father, I ask you to bless my friends reading this. I ask You to minister to their spirit. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self doubting, release a renewed confidence to work through them. Where there is tiredness, or exhaustion, I ask You to give them understanding, guidance, and strength as they learn submission to Your leading. Where there is spiritual stagnation, I ask You to renew them by revealing Your nearness, and by drawing them into greater intimacy with You. Where there is fear, reveal Your love, and release to them Your courage. Where there is a sin blocking them, reveal it and break its hold over my friend's life. Bless their finances, give them greater vision, and raise up leaders and friends to support and encourage them. Give each of them discernment to recognize the evil forces around them, and reveal to them the power they have in You to defeat it. I ask You to do these things in Jesus' name. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-113716068772339027?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/113716068772339027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=113716068772339027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113716068772339027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113716068772339027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/01/hot-water-bottle-and-baby-doll.html' title='The Hot Water Bottle and the Baby Doll'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-113707064535857766</id><published>2006-01-12T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T04:57:25.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;haha... i've finally decided to update my blog! lolx. i think. i want to come up with another layout le. dis is boring me mann.. even tho i still lurrve gaara.. I'VE FALLEN IN LOVE W BLEACH!! KUROSAKI... ahahahx. so. i think i shall jux go and anyhow find another design. or a wallpaper. den i jux convert here n dere n become a blog! woot.. kurosaki ichigo roccksss.. haha. or mebbe i shall do one on God. hmm.. interesting. haha. anw now not much time to do stuff le. busy everyday w council n drama.. feel like i barely haf enuf time for myself. lolx. n everyday sit in front of the stupid com.. hai~ i think. i shall stop doing tt le. carn be noti. muz be guai kiah n stardee hard hard! whoosh! (siao as if..) oh n its a new year! *duHHHH* n i made some new year resolutions in which i haf mostly already broken. whakakax. so sianded la. blogging is quite boring when u're toking abt nth at all. oh! at least got something happen today. I GOT JAY CHOU'S NOVEMBER'S CHOPIN CD!! AHAHAHAX!! thnx ben. =) so. haha. its so difficult to crap n crap. ooh. one more thing! had drama today den benchia was going all crazy. haha. we doing a combination of star wars, harry potter n duno wad la. lolx. i think its willy wonka. lolx. -.- im acting as padme. lets go man! ooh. still got something tt happened yesterday. its tt "lets go" phrase tt reminded me. sucks. yesterday there was a rehearsal rite. for the opening of the centre of excellence for sports in AHS.. den there's dis stupid dunman sec principal hu comes in n starts ordering ppl arnd, which i think most of wouldnt even mind if not for the fact she's blatantly rude n irritating n super pms bitchy. SUCKS. its like. she asks u to do sth in a rude manner. so u do it. coz she's unfortunately of a higher rank dan u n u haf to show her wadever due respect. so u do it. n she kaobei's u. show u how to do it. in which, btw is the exact same way that u did it before! she like gives suggestions as orders n successfully pissed off all the councillors on duty yesterday. she is such a.. *toot* carn stand her at ALL! i hope i dun haf to see her sickening face ever again. oh. n yesterday. also played pool in the PAC. was supposed to blay for like 1h but tt woman cut it down to like 10min. lucky the PAC extended its opening time slightly so can play slightly longer. i beat POOKIE (xiaoyu) at pool! or the mini one rathre. completely failed at the real one. I NEED SOMEONE TO TEACH ME HOW TO BREAK! comeon! tutor me mann.. whakakax. hmm. =) okie. i muz go stardee hard hard le or my mum will whup my ass. =) jiayou everyone, hope u guys had a great day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-113707064535857766?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/113707064535857766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=113707064535857766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113707064535857766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/113707064535857766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2006/01/update-update_12.html' title='update update!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111867085441154270</id><published>2005-06-13T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T08:12:34.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>break da rulez camp!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hallo da jia!!! im baccckkkk!!! frm da break da rulez a'famosa fabulous wundarful camp in MALAYSIA!!! actually i dunno y i so high. i actually v.tired but sort of waiting for sth now so decided to come in here and crap. i think i might like.. jux fall asleep halfway or sth. wadever... whahax..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the camp was v.v.fun! lolx. i think i really bonded with the 4 sec2s who went for the camp and the sec3s! especially FuNcTiOnS!!! heh. had long talkathons and movie marathons.... barely got any sleep larx.. like last night slept for like... 1h?? coz playing tai-di den feel v.high. okok. today.. i shall jux go through da camp events!! muz record down or else forget den v.saddening de okie.. whahax..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;DAY 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we arrived in school at like.. 6.30am den boarded the bus n set off to malacca!!! had a really long journey where i slept, talked.. crapped especially! the bus ride was so long tt joyce started getting restless and was like.. banging all around da place and whacking melly's chair larx.. siao de she. had a break stop at some rest stop. looked around and bought mango sweet and bubblegum! yummeh. whahax. tried the cha ye dan but it wasn't v.nice. mine was too light coloured and huiyi's one was too chaoda. whahax. had a sample of the guava which is actually v.v.nice okie.. i actually dun like guava de. set off to yongping to eat lunch and melly had to shit. haha. had dis weird malacca cake or wadever b4 continuing to afamosa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;at long last... reached afamosa at abt 2plus. juliana waiting for us liao. had the ultra boring review meeting. uhhuh. had some problems when doing the bunking. settled le tho. went over to the bungalows after the meeting. u noe wad. the bungalows were GROSS!!!!! its like.. there was a USED condom wrapper on the table.. and all the bedsheets are like.. all not changed.. the toilet all tt.. ALL NOT WASHED!!! its SO disgusting! i mean.. its obvious wad happened in the bungalow larx.. and its surely not disgusting to find out tt u're actually sleeping on a bed tt someone had some major sex on larx.. its like.. YUCKX. there were ants crawling all over the place larx. after the cleaner came and went we were all still freaking grossed out. got over it soon after though. but we all didn't dare to bathe that nite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;had night games after dinner. it was delayed though coz of the size of the place. the night games was like.. not scary and too short. coz arhx.. the travelling distance v.short. den we got limited space. i dunno larx.. it jux wasn't scary larx. lolx. i went into chinmeng's station and acted for fun. lolx. dunno if scary or not. haha. went around with noah giving clues tt weren't really clues. lolx. -.-" anw.. juliana's and cassandra's grp had the closest version to the story in the end lar. whahax. even though dione gave juliana's group all the wrong clues. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;had a meeting with the sec3s to discuss the games before going to bed. yepxx.. tt's abt it for da first night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111867085441154270?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111867085441154270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111867085441154270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111867085441154270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111867085441154270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/06/break-da-rulez-camp.html' title='break da rulez camp!!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111839286920289713</id><published>2005-06-10T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T01:41:09.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sokshin!!!! where r you?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh my gawshhhh.. yap sok shin.. when are u coming back!?!?!?!?!!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111839286920289713?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111839286920289713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111839286920289713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111839286920289713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111839286920289713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/06/sokshin-where-r-you.html' title='sokshin!!!! where r you?!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111830337303593291</id><published>2005-06-09T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T00:49:33.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bleahx.. dun really feel all that gd today.. stomach like got sth wrong liddat. hope it gets better in time for da malacca camp. haix.. had to give up going out today.. sianxx.. now stuck at home. bleahx. hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anw.. went shopping with my fabulous auntie yesterday. went to bugis village and bought lotza stuff.. whahax... like.. 3 of those bohemian skirts.. lolx.. but they really v.nice to wear lorx.. so swishy and.. interesting. den my sis say i going to look like thai ger. huh. hu cares!! i like dem can liao.. whahax.. hmm.. bought a black caplet.. a pair of slippers.. 3 tops.. uhhuh. lolx. i lurrve bugis.. even more dan orchard! coz the things dere all cheap cheap de.. u noe.. i bought so many things but it only came up to arnd 130bucks in total. go orchard u buy 2 things then your budget exploded liao. hmm. muz tell jiayi abt the skirts. she oso want. lolx. okok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ehhh.. got a lot of things to do in preparation for the malacca camp. yesterday while i was in the middle of shopping mr.chua called me like... dunno how many times. apparently EVERYONE muz have consent form or else cannot go to the malacca camp. uhhuh. so i've been sms-ing so many ppl since morning. he like.. woke me up frm dis really weird dream. tried to go back to slp after tt but couldn't, so jux went to call mr.chua and see wad he wanted. huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm.. my dream.. damn weird larx. i dreamt tt i went to sentosa. den after tt when i went home, i walked on the expressway. den in front of me were 2guys. one of them was tristan. i think. coz he's walking in tt tristan way. den he's all red. yepx. den beside him was dis guy. i dunno hu, but he was gd-looking. i think. cant really remember. den all of a sudden, while i was following dem, a bus stopped beside me. uhhuh. i think i was following tristan coz we live v.close to each other. izzit?? i dunno. weird dream larx.. mr.fizz came out of the bus, den the other guy and i walked up to him and punched him. -.-" like i said, WEIRD DREAM. yepx. tt was when i woke up coz mr.chua was calling my hp. bleahx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;watched dis show "aqua heros" [its chinese. shld be direct translation bahh.. i mean.. which english person wld name a show aqua heros??!! it sounds so gay. huh.] so cute leh the show!! haha!! the guy was so sweet. unfortunately it doesn't have a v.happy ending. coz the bitchy sister is still fighting with her gd sister over the same guy. and the guy obviously doesn't like the bitchy sister. uhhuh. aiyerxx.. lazy to explain the entire story larx! -.-""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;realized tt my blog arhx.. v.shallow lehx.. as in other ppl write abt a lot of things they r feeling. dunno how to say larx. den i jux type a whole lot of crap out. hmm. -.-" aiya! nth to write liao. sian arhx. so sian until write so much. blahblahblah. wish i was out. haix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111830337303593291?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111830337303593291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111830337303593291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111830337303593291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111830337303593291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/06/bleahx.html' title=''/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111820344808236336</id><published>2005-06-08T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:04:08.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lurrve da holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i lurrve the holidays!!! lalala!!! haha.. its so fantastic to be able to slack around.. jux go out.. not having to sit in a hot and smelly [actually not really larx] classroom STUDYING. dun need to take any tests.. but of course.. our wun-dar-fool teachers wun spare us.. have lotza holiday homework.. so far only did english coz its damn easy. lolx. jux read and write book report. attempted to do chinese. as in read the books. failed. i dunno larx.. i see all the chinese words den i feel v.sianx.. so for now.. hehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;going to malacca on saturday!! yeah!! whee.. so exciting.. lalalala.. hehehe... hope the camp can go smoothly.. nobody fall down or whack themselves! we plan until v.pekcek... the money everyone take so long to hand in.. oh wellxxx.. settle liao.. argh!! i cant wait!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111820344808236336?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111820344808236336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111820344808236336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111820344808236336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111820344808236336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/06/lurrve-da-holidays.html' title='lurrve da holidays!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111746059935612514</id><published>2005-05-30T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T06:43:19.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hallo.. freaking bored larx.. wish can go out until late late.. hmm.. seriously broke now.. have nth in my wallet. -.-" welcome to the wonderfully interesting life of nicole tan. hey look! something just happened! oh wait. tt's someone else's life. not mine. [welcome to loserville... population - - - - 1] my gawddd.. im so freaking borreeeddd... i think i shall just go.. stare into space or something. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111746059935612514?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111746059935612514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111746059935612514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111746059935612514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111746059935612514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/05/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111681909708098845</id><published>2005-05-23T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T20:31:37.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ohaiyo! konichiwa!! haha.. learn frm watching all tt bleach. wow. i jux woke up. NOT LATE ENUFF!!! haix. havent reach my goal at all. nehh... anw.. downloading naruto 131 now. really impatient. wish everything wld like, jux GO FASTER! hope the electricity bill wun be too high. [[oops]] i'm such a loser rite now with nth to do other dan pig out and watch tv i cant be bothered to type animore. sayonara......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111681909708098845?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111681909708098845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111681909708098845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111681909708098845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111681909708098845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/05/ohaiyo-konichiwa-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111678129415161790</id><published>2005-05-22T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:01:34.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vesak Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hallo! today is vesak day! da day to give thanks to buddha. uhhuh. since my family is buddhist, we went to 2 temples to pray and give thanks. yepx.. actually horx, honestly speaking. i feel like i go through all dis jux as a formality. haix. like.. im doing it jux to get it done. i dunno.. mebbe it's jux a stage. hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;aniwae, i watched anime like siao today. think i covered abt 10 bleach episodes. lolx. and 7 flame of recca episodes! but they're all so freaking nice!! aieeee!!! lalala....! its like damn exciting larx. whahax. tml im going to go crazy again. muahahahahahahaha... -.-" [paiseh.. mad frm being free frm studying!] feel like going out and buying all the anime and manga i can find. like. surely. tt. will. ever. happen. -...-" okok. crapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hmm.. went to this golden mile tower thing? dunno wad it is larx! sth liddat. anw, went there to eat dinner. uhhuh. the steamboat is not bad larx. but i didn't eat a lot coz i was full frm pigging out COMPLETELY at home. ate so much. i barely touched my rice but ate a lot of liao. uhhuh. after dinner i went to da toilet, where i was scolded by dis sickening bitch woman. i went back to take toilet paper marx, den my cousins waited for me in the toilet. den when i went back i thot they all go liao so i went into the 1st cubicle whose door was OPEN. den it turns out there's dis stupid woman hu doesn't have the SENSE to lock da door. so she starts screaming and everything, scolding us in some freaking dialect i dun understand. the stupidest thing is tt the frigging door can be CLOSED. as in locked. LOCKED. but noo.. she had to leave it open and show off herself peeing to everyone. not as if i wanna spoil my eyes looking at her ritexx!! smack her sickening bitchy face larx! [actually i didn't get to see her face. went into the next cubicle.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after tt stupid incident, went over to some "shopping mall" so my mum can buy some stuff. make tomyam soup i think. whahax. have tom yam soup!!! yeah!!! anw. its like some thai market or sth tt really STINKS LIKE HELL. coz there's dis stall tt jux displays the meat out and it reeks. really. badly. so we escaped to a more open area where the smell wasn't so horrendous while my mum did what she loves to do. yepxx.. once she was done we actually wanted to walk arnd for a while, but according to my dad, the men dere were abt to start a fight so we left. uhhuh. apparently dey have already seperated into 2grps and "negotiators" are moving over to begin the "peacetalks".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;CHI BAO MEI SHI ZUO ARHX!!! bunch of idiots! moz likely fighting over a woman. like in troy or sth. retarded. sumore their "love" is jux plain lust. -.-" stupid ppl. brainless asses. nth to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hmm.. really got nth to say liao. i shall go slp now. kkx! byeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111678129415161790?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111678129415161790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111678129415161790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111678129415161790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111678129415161790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/05/vesak-day.html' title='Vesak Day'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111678021396554477</id><published>2005-05-21T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T09:43:33.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;heyheyhey! me is happy today! whahax... went out with him and watched kingdom of heaven. noe it's an nc-16 show but.. we went to the bedok one. dey haf no business ya see.. whahax.. nxt time anione wanna see an nc-16 show but not of age jux go there!! nobody de.. but its not tt bad bahh.. jux tt the location and name v.UGLY. i mean.. bedok princess. name not nice larx.. not like.. cathay cineleisure. or wadever. or golden village. blahblahblah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;didnt really understand the show coz we came it late but ya. not bad larx. -.-" found it a bit lame. like... OH.. lets fight.. den they slash slash.. den the blood spurt here spurt dere... the whole battleground is a mass of squirming ppl trying to whack another but cant really see if tt's his enemy or not.. den all the hands covered in lots of blood. i dun really understand y its nc-16 larx.. its like.. not tt violent and im one hu really... ya. i get squirmish abt violent movies. yepx. hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ate at the jap restaurant at bedok central. had uDon.. whahax.. nice nice.. yummy..! when i went back home, my mum had already left for her wedding dinner. SHE DIDN'T LEAVE ME ANYTHING TO EAT!! i noe earlier den i go eat with him liao... huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my sis came back today from taiwan. got a bit of problem btwn my parents and her. hmm. but betta not say larx.. okok.. nth much liao.. byeeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111678021396554477?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111678021396554477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111678021396554477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111678021396554477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111678021396554477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/05/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111639753370023493</id><published>2005-05-17T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:25:33.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;YEEESSSSSS!!!!!!!! exams are OVER!!! wheee.... [[crazy fit]] jux spent the entire day sitting in front of the tv drooling over edison chen!!! argh!!! he's so shuai!!!!!! -.-" but seriouslly. WoW. whahax. oh nooo... gonna read finish bleach liao.. damn... read until chpt 173.. trying to make it last looonngggerrr..... whahahx!! madmadmad!! today going for nite games worrrxxx!!! yeah!!!!!!!!!! scary. whahax....!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111639753370023493?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111639753370023493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111639753370023493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111639753370023493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111639753370023493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/05/over.html' title='OVER!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111528933877190821</id><published>2005-05-05T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T03:41:17.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl by Destiny's Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okie.. dis is "girl" by destiny's child. find the song really nice and sweet coz it's a lot abt friendship and everything. yepyeps... girls muz stick together!!! whoot...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Take a minute girl, come sit down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And tell us what's been happening &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In your face I can see the pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't you try to convince us that you're happy (yeah) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We've seen this all before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But he's taking advantage of your passion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Because we've come too far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For you to feel alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You don't let him walk over your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm telling you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Girl, I can tell you've been crying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And you needing somebody to talk to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Girl, I can tell he's been lying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And pretending that he's faithful and he loves you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Girl, you don't have to be hiding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't you be ashamed to say he hurt you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm your girl, you're my girl, we your girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't know that we love ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;See, what y'all don't know about him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is I can't let him go because he needs me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It ain't really him, it's stress from his job &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I ain't making it easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know you see him bugging on me sometimes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I know he be tired, he don't mean it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It gets hard sometimes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I need my man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't think y'all understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm telling you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Girl, I can tell you've been crying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And you needing somebody to talk to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Girl, I can tell he's been lying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And pretending that he's faithful and he loves you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Girl, you don't have to be hiding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't you be ashamed to say he hurt you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm your girl, you're my girl, we your girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't know that we love ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Girl, take a good look at yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He got you going through hell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We ain't never seen ya down like this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What you mean, you don't need us to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We known each other too well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm your girl, you're my girl, we your girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeah Girl, I can tell you've been crying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And you needing somebody to talk to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Girl, I can tell he's been lying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And pretending that he's faithful and he loves you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Girl, you don't have to be hiding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't you be ashamed to say he hurt you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm your girl, you're my girl, we your girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't know that we love ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111528933877190821?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111528933877190821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111528933877190821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111528933877190821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111528933877190821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/05/girl-by-destinys-child.html' title='Girl by Destiny&apos;s Child'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111487761851960945</id><published>2005-05-01T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T09:13:38.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it is HOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's freaking hot now larx. luckily, it's at night! and im holed up in me cozy lil' room with the AIR CON [the world's greatest invention at times like these] blasting at me.. wow. i actually feel cold. aniwae. went to granny's house jux now.. i bought la pi xiao xin again!!! whee!! he's so damn adorable and cute! he's so retarded oso. -.-" damn qian da de okiexx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;currently suffering from lack of naruto coz it's some golden week holiday in japan and apparently everything stops, including SHOEN JUMP!! ARGH!! so frustrated. i miss naruto. i want to find out wad happens in the battle btwn uchiha itachi and kakashi!! oh and gai and tt funny freaky looking guy with a whole lot of chakra. hmm. but NOOO.. i have to WAIT like.. one more WEEK b4 i can get chpt 258. its so frustrating i feel like murdering sumbody. i was like checking and checking the site until i scrolled down and found out tt there wasnt going to be naruto dis week. surely nvr waste time derrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;eh. nth else to write liao. shall crap a while more. yesterday had the stinky oral duty in which i wasted a couple of hours of my life standing arnd timing kiasu ppl for oral. huh. so nice. the guys are especially kiasu larx. go chiong to the tables like mad ppl. crazy. lols. but amusing to watch larx. anything's amusing when u're bored. uhhuh. ehh.. before tt i cleaned up the guy's toilet on the 4th level. with jonathan, clinton, huiyin and a guy. i can't remember his name. i feel so bad. he jux went in for a pee and ended up helping us coz of his height. hmm. y did we clean the boy's toilet? its not bo liao okie! some assholes threw toilet paper on the walls. and i felt really sorry for the uncle hu has to clean up their shit, so we all went in and cleaned in up. even tho jonathan wasn't v.enthusiastic abt it. hmm. hu is. its not a v.fun thing. [surely it is de]. it's really gross, but we managed to get most of the stuff off. except some on the fans and the really high places, but it was a lot better than when we started. really hafta tell mrs goh abt dis. the uncle v.poor thing leh. clean up one day den the next day the same shit happens. poor guy. haix. some ppl are freaking irritating. uhhuh. ok. i shant waste my time liao. going to slp. gdnite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111487761851960945?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111487761851960945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111487761851960945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111487761851960945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111487761851960945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/05/it-is-hot.html' title='it is HOT!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111487559597249424</id><published>2005-04-30T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T08:39:55.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its so hard to say goodbye to yesteraday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How do I say goodbye to what we had? The good times that made us laugh outweigh the bad. I thought we'd get to see forever, but forever's gone away. It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday. I  don't know where this road is going to lead. All I know is where we've been and what we've been through. If we get to see tomorrow... I hope it's worth all the wait. It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday. And I'll take with me the memories, to be my sunshine after the rain. It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111487559597249424?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111487559597249424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111487559597249424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111487559597249424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111487559597249424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-so-hard-to-say-goodbye-to.html' title='Its so hard to say goodbye to yesteraday'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111477936817494630</id><published>2005-04-29T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T05:56:08.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate my body.</title><content type='html'>i think i have a incredibly disgusting build that i wish i wasn't born with. why does everyone have to say im "big"? i seriously hate myself. hate hate hate hate hate myself. bcoz im fat fat fat fat fat. bcoz im big big big big big. bcoz i have no personality, have NO life, no nothing. i hate my body. i hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate it. this entry to absolutely useless. im sorry tt i have to subject everyone to read this. i wish i cld tell the whole wurld to F*** off. sorry for the vulgar language, but at least i tried to censor it. i think i'll just go write another proper entry abt today. shitty body of mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111477936817494630?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111477936817494630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111477936817494630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111477936817494630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111477936817494630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-hate-my-body.html' title='i hate my body.'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111441618841979995</id><published>2005-04-25T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T01:03:08.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am determined!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i feel so fat today! i eat so much den now i feel like im gonna burst. yux. nooooo...!!! i muz lose weight!! ok. im going to run. but it's so freaking hot outside now tt even when im indoors im sweating like a pig. wad a apt description for a real piggie like meee!!!!! aieeee!!!!!! NO MORE ICE-CREAM!!!!!!!! [the yam was sucky anw]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmm.. today was the presidential elections. our new student council pres is... YAP SOK SHIN!! wheet!! and the vice pres is... LOH CHIN MENG! haha. so weird, chin meng as vice-pres. i wunder wad my parents r gonna say. they were so amused tt chin meng was in top4 even. haha. hmm.. jiayi was v.sad but i think she's over it liao. anw she's like functions head for sure larx.. den noah is a bit disappointed but not v. coz he wants to be welfare head. lols. hmm.. alex today arhx.. a bit guofen bahh.. he made what i believe to be a personal attack on noah. coz noah owaes uses michael jackson in all his speeches, n APPARENTLY, alex is a fan of MJ. -.-" like.. WHATEVER. so he's like slamming noah saying tt he doesn't have any faith in noah and all tt crap. mrs goh kinda pulled him out of the hall after tt and talked to him. think he's gonna be BANNED frm speaking in public again. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;okok.. i shall go run now.. the sun seems more forgiving. hmm. dunno larx. -.-" muz lose weight larx.... arghhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111441618841979995?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111441618841979995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111441618841979995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111441618841979995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111441618841979995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-determined.html' title='i am determined!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111431097692344087</id><published>2005-04-23T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T19:50:28.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm... usual boring day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;yoyo.. im bored today. not tt i havent got ath to do but i have too many things to do. FOR EXAMPLE. my SICKENING bio notes to complete. not to mention the equally SICKENING social studies notes. SICKENING SICKENING SICKENING. woke up at 9.45am today and started work at 10.15am liddat. i seriously CANNOT wait for the exams to be over so i can get on with my life and not be a hermit. muz chant. holidays. holidays. holidays. holidays. holidays. oh wad da hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111431097692344087?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111431097692344087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111431097692344087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111431097692344087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111431097692344087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/04/hmm-usual-boring-day.html' title='hmm... usual boring day'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111422947458096559</id><published>2005-04-22T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T21:11:14.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeahyeah!! i changed my layout again.. i think it's a bit sian larx.. but i dun care!! i like it a lot!!! coz of GAARA!!! whee!! gaara rawkx man.. he looks so damn cool... he like, became the kazekage in 2yrs? or sth liddat. haha. anw.. now piahing for my exams. i feel so sian lorx.. den yesterday slpt frm 12-10.38am today. haha. it was a much needed slp. uhhuh. feels sho gd. yesterday slack until like ath trying to do the bloggie. but feel so satisfied now tt it's done! whoot!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;btw, i completely DO NOT understand the factor theorem. been trying to figure it out since like.. dunno when, and so far it's been a complete failure. ARGH. ok. i think i shall stop here. muz go study liao.. zzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111422947458096559?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111422947458096559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111422947458096559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111422947458096559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111422947458096559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-layout.html' title='new layout!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111371910760530535</id><published>2005-04-16T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T03:58:06.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>argh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;im going out of my mind. i hate to memorize stuff. especially stupid stuff like chinese CHENG YU! HU CARES?!?!!?!?!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111371910760530535?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111371910760530535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111371910760530535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111371910760530535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111371910760530535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/04/argh.html' title='argh!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111311323524206951</id><published>2005-04-10T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T04:02:05.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whole day in school.. sianxx..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;at bryan's house now, trying to piah for my chinese ting xie on tuesday coz i wun haf time to study on monday. figured out how to do the finale for friendship day! shall not tell anione yet.. whahax.. but i dun think it has been done b4 in concert history? not sure. hmm... now listening to cinderella by tata young. love dis song!! whee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;yesterday was in school the entire day, jux like a normal school day larx.. only i didnt haf lessons or wadeva. reached school at 8.30 and started doing class deco with shyang long, wen lin and kelly. other ppl came after tt... shyanglong and i drew out the "map" of africa, which is really inaccurate coz both of us were drawing it and our scales were completely different. whahax. so we jux made sure the impt countries were in place. ==oops== had to rush off for SYF rehearsal, which was boring as usual coz we've been watching the same bloody play for abt a few months and it's REALLY boring after a while. but it's quite gd larx.. hope we can get gold for SYF. its tml btw.. leaving class straight after class, but i dun wanna coz im missing so many lessons! so irritating. haix.. den so difficult to catch up again. sianded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;after SYF went down to the canteen to do deco again, where i painted this camel which ended up looking like a two-headed poodle rather dan i camel. haix. its supposed to be a shadow of a camel in the distance, so it's black, and now no one hu doesn't noe it was originally meant to be a camel noes tt its a camel. whahax. ==oops== but the lion and the giraffe is super cute! after dis class deco, i realized i haf absolutely no talent for painting and thinking up ideas for deco. haix. shyanglong and i are de prez and vice-prez of the "CANNOT paint club". -.-" joseph is officially banned. he drew the zebra until so life-like lorx! if i had drawn it, it wld end up looking more like a demented cow rather dan a zebra. [sadlife]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a meeting for sec3s abt the june camp in the council rm at 1.00pm. all of us got pissed off at the attitude the council is showing us coz we planned the camp until so xin ku den if the no. of ppl tt can go are below 50, the camp has to be cancelled. so pissed off. so we thinking of asking mr chua to tok to them so they understand the seriousness of the situation. yupx. its like, a lot of sec2s especially jux DUN wanna go, then they give tt kinda excuse what their parents dun allow when its kinda obvious tt it's dem tt dun wanna go. ya. wun mention any names, but got quite a few. den we discussed nite games, and went hysterical abt armpit hair. imagining tt someone's armpit hair was so long until it cld reach the grnd, den can use it for skipping rope, weapon.. blahblah... lols. damn farnie worx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hmmm.. after meeting we went to watch football match. dione asked us to be the i/cs or sth liddat [oversee the match, make sure no one fight all tt crap]. it was playboy FC vs sphinx FC. the name PLAYBOY came frm wenjun btw. mostly china scholars and others larx.. playboy won the match coz according to shyanglong, sphinx's defence sucked. yupx. dunno larx.. i oni noe wilson jux stood dere with his arms open when he was the goalkeeper. so retarded. it was quite interesting, but i turned away for quite a bit to do my chem notes. -.-" i actually managed to do quite a lot. lolx. hmmm.. mebbe football is not so boring after all... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111311323524206951?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111311323524206951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111311323524206951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111311323524206951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111311323524206951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/04/whole-day-in-school-sianxx.html' title='whole day in school.. sianxx..'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111305101697452309</id><published>2005-04-08T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T04:03:11.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freaking dr.boon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;wlz! today horx.. dr boon lectured us about tucking in our CCA tees and stuff even tho its casual friday, which is ok lar, coz we do need to look neat or wadeva. but wad she did IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE SCHOOL is UNFORGIVABLE! she actually pulled up cassandra's shirt when she was doing duty at the platform during morning assembly. she asked us to do the finger test or wadeva and demonstrated on cassandra, and she just exposed her flesh to everybody! cassandra tried to pull down her shirt but dr.boon wldnt let her lorx! i mean.. THAT'S SO FREAKING OUTRAGING HER MODESTY! for her info, this isn't like, a girl's school or anything, but a MIXED school, meaning there are BOYS. even if it were a girl's school, it wld still be really unethical for her to do that! i mean, what the hell is her prob? she wanna do the test it's fine, but muz she go to the extent of exposing a GIRL to the whole school? i think i've lost all respect for her. initially i thought she wld be a pretty okay principal, but not animore. i mean, she made cassandra CRY lorx.. it's so... URGH! i think ms.cheong is not a gd v.p either. alwaez toking in tt sickening voice of hers. moz of us dun like her at all. i dun recognize either of them as figures of authority worth respecting anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M FREAKING FURIOUS!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111305101697452309?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111305101697452309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111305101697452309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111305101697452309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111305101697452309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/04/freaking-drboon.html' title='freaking dr.boon!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111235559374762616</id><published>2005-04-01T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T04:04:25.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy april fool's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yo! happy april fool's day! my class changed with 3L's class! we went into each other's classes.. haha.. the teachers were so lameded by us.. and i found out tt siah bee hwee or wadevers name is not siah bee hoon. i always thot it was siah bee hoon. hmm. enlightenment. today was casual friday or sth liddat. we were allowed to come in out CCA tees, but i didn't coz i didn't even haf CCA tt day, so its like... for wadd larx... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;started the day in high spirits coz of the prank! we were singing the 3L class cheer and our own class cheer.. den we chanted the "lily koh" cheer. haha.. love it! ==loves it== had a rather boring english lesson coz we read stuff abt nouns and prepositions, and those are NOT interesting. corrected xing da's composition. we haf already written 2drafts, and we were supposed to correct the 2nd one, BUT NO... i corrected the 1st one and had to do it all over again. sickening. xing da's vocab is pretty good! [he's a china scholar] still needs to work on his tenses and linking up of the sentences tho. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;feel kinda.. weird about my class coz its like.. i dun reallie not everyone? like some ppl i barely even tok to dem! as in.. i dun hear their voices at all all day.. i duno wad they like.. what are their CCAs.. what kinda ppl they are.. ooh. muz get to noe them betta. especially the china scholars! i mean, the oni one i can actually tok to is jing yi, who is VERY nice. the rest.. i dun really understand wad they're toking about. its like.. when they speak in english, i dun understand. when they speak in chinese, i OSO dun understand. lose-lose leh! muz improve chinese so i can communicate with them properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;starting my mid-year revision today! coz it's the 1st of april! and i got a few weeks to prepare. yupx. i hate starting late, coz i used to do tt last time and it didn't get me aniwhere. so i've decided to becoming a hermit. extra hardworking for the next few weeks. gonna bust my brains! muz get 6, muz get 6, muz get 6!!!! ==WWHHHOOTTT== my goals: A2 for chinese, and the rest A1. whahax.. seems a bit impossible horx. huh. muz study harder. feel like i v.de slack and lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i THINK im having a bit of relationship prob. haixx.. like.. got no time for each other. AT ALL. was supposed to meet him today but he couldn't make it coz of a basketball friendly. sian lehx.. v.pekcek. i dun really know whats going on in his life now. barely tok to him at all. does tt reallie count as a relationship? i dunno.. feel like im holding him down. went to tm today to buy my bks and saw so many pretty gers!! FROM MERIDIAN... i feel so zibei again. haf to go eat liao.. byeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111235559374762616?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111235559374762616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111235559374762616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111235559374762616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111235559374762616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-april-fools.html' title='happy april fool&apos;s!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111227174585630756</id><published>2005-03-31T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T04:06:21.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today is alex's birthday! had a pretty okay day today, was exhausted as usual in the morning. but.. I FINALLY UNDERSTAND MOMENTS!!! [physics] got mr lee to teach me yesterday.. he rawkxx man! v.patient.. lols... i noe i v.slow de.. whahax.. my toe is still kind of disgusting, but it doesn't look that bad after i wash it. it looks bad before tho. haix.. everyone was asking me y it's so horrendous.. hiax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;had drama today after school. completely screwed up again, coz i got pissed by arlene when she said hari and i were inefficient. dun u jux HATE IT when ppl call u that?! i mean, it's such an INSULT. and it was said like, in a serious manner, not does kinda joking joking ones like when i diss noah or wadever.... stupid radio is so lagging! den i forgot to bring 1CD, the love actually one. i was majorly pissed by the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;got 41/50 for my bio test! yeah.. noah's name wasn't called out until the end, so he thot he got the highest in class, but actually... haha.. he didn't larx.. mr fizz jux missed him out. so he was so disappointed. but he got 38.5 or sth liddat. still not bad lar horx! haha...decided to start my mid-year revision tml! muz jia you le... everyday practice math and physics...!!! WHOOT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;read la pi xiao xin in chinese class today, den was laughing all over the place. [huang bi yu digressing as usual] so farnie! muz buy somemore... haha... he's so spasticated and retarded. love him! kkx.. muz go study chem liao... whahax..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111227174585630756?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111227174585630756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111227174585630756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111227174585630756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111227174585630756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/yo.html' title='yo!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111210085791725513</id><published>2005-03-29T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T04:09:53.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=auditions=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;had the friendship day auditions today at the aircon hall. its such a bloody cock-up! first, mr.adrian complained to josephine that a whole bunch of sec1s came to tell him that they weren't going for their swimming lesson coz of the audition. so he came and ranted at us as if the entire sec1 cohort was down for audition, when it actually only 2 classes! AND THEY AREN'T INVOLVED IN THE SWIMMING!!! only some of the people have to do a make-up, but IS THIS OUR FAULT?!!! but we shld haf checked larx... but how we noe ritex! haixx.. kkx.. muz learn frm mistakes. aniwae, another 3grps are performing for us tml, since they couldn't make it today, so we try arranging another day for dem marx.. it's ken's grp, 1B and 1J. it was quite entertaining watching the whole performance. we've picked out a few to consider, but the final decision isn't in yet because of the 3grps. so the results will be out tml, around... 5?? GOOD LUCK TO ALL PERFORMERS!!! heehee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh.. and im emceeing for tomorrow's class comm investiture.. so weird. diao. and im receiving prize!! haha.. the CIP thingy.. i did over 60h, so im getting some gold certificate that isn't even gold. -.-" yupx. [[lame]] kkxx... muz go study liao.. adios..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111210085791725513?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111210085791725513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111210085791725513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111210085791725513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111210085791725513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/auditions.html' title='=auditions='/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111192732553779862</id><published>2005-03-27T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T04:10:19.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spongebob!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to watch spongebob with ben today!!! watched it at plaza sing.. ben didn't like the cinema as usual. -.-" he hates all GV cinemas. [like, huh??? dun understand him] aniwae, spongebob was so retarded!!! and patrick... he was his normal self. yupx. which is basically EVEN MORE retarded than spongebob. the show is damn lame, especially the beginnning, which is incredibly anticlimax. starts with all dese pirates finding a treasure chest, then the chief opens it to find spongebob squarepants tickets. -.-" so all the pirates start singing the theme song. SO LAME. den they sail v.quickly to the cinema. DIAO!!!!!!! went to changi airport afterthat, had coffee bean den went home. heehee... ooh, and i bought xinlin's bday prezzie!!! hope she like it. sth to do with naruto, coz she always lend me her naruto comics so muz repay her ritezz?? im so nice. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so sianx.. tomorrow muz go back to school... ARGH!!! oh well, at least i dun haf test tml.. heehee... kkx... got nth else much to write liao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111192732553779862?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111192732553779862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111192732553779862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111192732553779862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111192732553779862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/spongebob.html' title='spongebob!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111174963608357328</id><published>2005-03-25T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T04:11:01.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no life, sad life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yay! i have finally completed my blog layout!! so exciting!! currently playing tong hua by guang liang.. heeheee... now studying my math.. actually doing my math hw larx. frm the march hols. *oops* but dun care lar.. i dunno how to do the stupid a-math lorx... haixxxx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tml haf the presidential's interview at 11:40am. im vv.nervous. dunno wad to say. den will dey object to my relationship with ben?? urgh.. but its like, he's not even in the same school animore lorxx.. wlxxx... and it's not like he's affecting my studies or ath.. i noe how to prioritise de okie!! [iz tt how ya spell it??] dunno larx.. oh ya.. the date for the june camp at A Famosa has changed to 11th-13th of June... haix again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;actually didnt want to put up the tagboard.. coz i dun wanna tell everyone to go see my blog.. not tt its v.private or ath, but come on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;showing your "diary" to everyone..... hmmm.. see first lar.. mebbe i shall take it down.. but without it the blog vv.empty larx... haix. so many things to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i think im losing it lor.. like got so many things to do, and i dun even noe if i complete everything. noe moz of us r feeling tt way. we students arhx... VERY POOR THING LEHX!! wish the ministry wld jux go dao bi or sth.. [jk! later dey come whack me arhx] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;planning the concert is so difficult lor.. everyone nvr hand in the participation form.. so we only got like...2? confirmed performance coming to the audition. life stinks. i hate my life. stupid fat ugly nicole. actually horx... im not stupid lar.. jux fat and ugly. [sianx][sorrie i so bhb] jux wanna haf a nice day, without ANYTHING to do at all. [y didnt i treasure my life b4?????!!!] miss kooshball. miss my old life. now i got NO life. sianx. i think i'll go drown myself in sorrows or sth. [dun worrie, im not gonna reallie kill myself] jux gonna do math. math is gd to think abt other things. bye. [[[[[wwwwaaahhhh]]]] -depressed-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111174963608357328?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111174963608357328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111174963608357328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111174963608357328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111174963608357328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-life-sad-life.html' title='no life, sad life'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111172531253496330</id><published>2005-03-24T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T04:11:31.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today is good friday!!! yepxx... no school... whahax... hmm... managed to sleep in until 10plus today... yay.. not a record but it still feels pretty damn good!!! went to watch miss congeniality 2 yesterdae.. den halfway thru the movie got a blackout. the entire cinema had a power trip so we were left without the movie for about 15min. den if u went out before the movie started, den u cld get a full refund. yupxx.. went with mooh, but met han hui min and all the 3F ppl dere. also met vanessa! haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i am DETERMINED to improve my chinese comprehension!! after the murderous test on wednesday, which completely murdered me [as in slashed my neck and left me to DIE IN PAIN], i asked digress woman [wang bi yu] to help me.. so yesterday went to find all the assessment bks.. sianded. but i MUST!!! or else mid-year diedie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;downloaded zhou jie lun's entire album! wheee.. now listening to it.. currently dloading naruto episode 26. HOOKED ON NARUTO!! IT RAWKXX!! yepyepxx... love all the fighting. i think im becoming violent. but i onli like to watch violent cartoons. not the real violent ones. uhhuh. not a fan of such movies. heehee.. actually wanted to watch the eye10 yesterdae but it was too late... yepx.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh ya... i borrowed garfield again frm the library yesterdae! he's sho incredibly cute! heehee.. silly cat.. kkx.. i shall try to update my blog design now.. byee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111172531253496330?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111172531253496330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111172531253496330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111172531253496330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111172531253496330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/good-friday.html' title='good friday!'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111148572551785891</id><published>2005-03-22T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T04:12:16.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;okay. my toe hurts. very very bad. i jux feel like SCREAMING!! it didnt hurt much until after PE (we played volleyball, v.fun! but it makes your arms sore), but after that it started aching like.. horror. its not the toe, its the nail. part of it tore off. it actually hurts when i put it on the floor. hafta keep it lifted. it seriously hurts lar... painpainpain..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;aniwae had the dumb essay writing competition that i completely forgot about... and didnt prepare at all for... then its like, everyone had prepared, and only joshua and i didnt... joshua is SUCH A SEXIST. jux because the themes are "dreams", "the future" etc.. he thinks its too girly for him. WHAT'S SO GIRLY ABOUT DREAMS?? DUN GUYS HAVE DREAMS?? heck, they haf wet dreams! so what?? ==diao== but he wrote it aniwae. yupxx... i wrote some crap about dese guys going into a swamp to save their ultra "ravishingly beautiful sister". dey were killed by the bog monster in the end. whahax... ==evil== the bog monster has some kind of way to show u your future when it stares into your eyes. so he saw his own death and a lot of other ppl's births and deaths. yupx.. den he saw how the wurld is gonna end. in an eternal ABYSS.. of DARKNESS.. [whatever nic...] so.. tts it! i gtg study for my stinky chinese test tml.. juyee can actually chant out 27 out of 30 cheng yu... im so shi bai. haixxx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111148572551785891?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111148572551785891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111148572551785891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111148572551785891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111148572551785891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/ow.html' title='ow...'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11415179.post-111094049981779442</id><published>2005-03-15T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T04:13:08.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yawn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;good morning! had a nice 12 hour slp yesterday after i went to 3 camps. still feeling raher tired, but i'll catch up later. sickening leh! i cant sleep past 10.30 animore for some reason. hai~~ mebbe coz yesterday took a nap [made me even more tired]. today is a fantastic day to be bored at home! when you've not been home for a long time, home doesn't feel boring animore!! whee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aniwae.. yesterdae got scolded coz i came back frm camp with some weird mark on my neck, which my parents think is a love bite, but like.. its not lar. went to the mirror and was surprised to see it too. diao. oh well.. settled liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the ed camp was prettie fun, although i hated the amazing race as usual. i did get to noe some of my ed frenz better during it tho. especially ben and alex. and a bit of yiliang. yiliang is basically a small cute cute boy with a sickening attitude and a mouth that is too big for his own safety. i say safety coz he getsalex all worked up and everything, and when tt happens, we cant stop him frm trying to pummel yiliang to the ground. and yiliang is so puny alex is abt 2 and a half times begger than him. but.. still hate the game. its so tedious and irritating. but its over. got splattered by some vomit-like mixture [flour, water, tomato juice, mealworms... other stuff i dun wanna noe...] in one of the station games, sprayed drenched in another, practically broke my legs when we had to do the "3legged race" [all of us tied together and we had to move as a team.] yupxx... tts abt it. oh.. and i fell down on the escalator. so now i've got nasty wounds. yux. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so... thats about it for now! hafta go eat breakfast.. whahaxxxx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11415179-111094049981779442?l=sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111094049981779442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11415179&amp;postID=111094049981779442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111094049981779442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11415179/posts/default/111094049981779442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sh3rmcloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/yawn.html' title='yawn...'/><author><name>nic0le</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
