<?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-5684768</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:48:36.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+ in this lil world of my own //</title><subtitle type='html'>abt me, fwens, family and life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>301</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-116470115119064616</id><published>2006-11-28T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:05:51.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok. its been ages i know. but im bored to death at jon's place.he has been playing his ps2 game since 1130am. and its damn bad if i dont let him play right. besides, im perfectly capable of self-entertainment.. lalala. (: ok, leslie's with sherry in aust. COOL.she's gna get me my jacket. and we're both getting baby rhino frm tzarist. more cool stuff. sarah's coming back soon. cant wait. (: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/116470115119064616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/116470115119064616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_11_28_archive.html#116470115119064616' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-115185041900446463</id><published>2006-07-02T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:26:59.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for starters, mich and pei si made it into the newpaper yesterday ! (: congrats to tzarist and also to the article ! (: anyway, crashed jean's place to watch the world cup. England was either damn unlucky or super off form. they had millions of chances to score but they didnt make use of those chances to score. if they had, they would've won portugal way before penalty. and besides, at penalty, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/115185041900446463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/115185041900446463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_07_02_archive.html#115185041900446463' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-115158824135069654</id><published>2006-06-29T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:39:03.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its time for your REEDUCATION @ DXO, 8 july SAT The Date: 8th July 2006 The Time: 9PM – LateThe Tunes: R&amp;B, Hip-Hop, RetroThe Attire: Dress BeautifullyThe Brew: 1 Standard Drink incl.The Goodies: 1 for 1 frm 11-1,shots@$5, bottles frm $108The Numbers: Cheryl 91594868 David 90021862* Presale tix @ $18, Door @ $22.*$4 rebates redeemable at door for ladies who turn up in school uniforms. The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/115158824135069654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/115158824135069654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_06_29_archive.html#115158824135069654' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-115158199669596478</id><published>2006-06-29T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T19:57:17.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the girls !</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/115158199669596478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/115158199669596478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_06_29_archive.html#115158199669596478' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-115158129369159096</id><published>2006-06-29T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T19:44:23.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey girls, tmr's slacking day will be at my place. (yes, all the way in the central north of singapore) time to meet at my bustop: 10-1030am ?to do: swim, tan (hopefully there's sun), sauna, steam, watch a rented movie (or if u wanna watch anything else can also), eat lunch and dinner, and soccer at night ! to bring: swim wear (u can wear shorts to swim as well), clothes to change, ur own towels </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/115158129369159096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/115158129369159096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_06_29_archive.html#115158129369159096' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-115158109537143942</id><published>2006-06-29T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T19:38:15.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oops. its been almost a month since ive last blogged. gosh, i was under so much stress. schwork, family.. and other stuff. yeahs. it scared me cos i tot i was sinking into depression. woah. it feels SO good to be able to like go out today, let loose and just SHOP ! (:paper ended at 10am this mrng. went down with the class to have brunch at marina food court. later we headed over to millenia walk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/115158109537143942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/115158109537143942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_06_29_archive.html#115158109537143942' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-115042916528324295</id><published>2006-06-16T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T11:39:25.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's our tenth month anniversary.. but we arent celebrating it again. we wanted to yesterday. but jon fell sick and his annoying mum wldnt let him out as usual. i was looking so forward to our day out tgt but it just didnt happen. shit always has to happen before all of our plans. we never really had a successful time out without shit happening. shit- his mum. its ALWAYS his mum. ): but im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/115042916528324295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/115042916528324295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_06_16_archive.html#115042916528324295' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114956480451021651</id><published>2006-06-06T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T11:33:24.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>joel just flew off to america for GYLC.sarah just came back from america after graduation.bernard too just arrived i think, to complete his NS.jun is flying off to america for holiday..what's with Singaporeans and America. hahs. oh wel, but hey, not like i wldnt wanna go if i could. shopping shopping ! lol. anyhow, i cant wait for the next flea market.. mich and karina's gna open a shop of their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114956480451021651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114956480451021651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_06_06_archive.html#114956480451021651' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114883270988300419</id><published>2006-05-29T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T00:11:49.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>anniversary count with jon: 9months, 13 days. im still counting on even though we're sort of on a time-out.it still counts. (: till tmr when i see him again. cant wait. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114883270988300419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114883270988300419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_29_archive.html#114883270988300419' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114883258055936768</id><published>2006-05-29T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T00:09:40.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so term 2 of my jc 2 life is over. shit. which means ive only a few more mths to my A levels. scary !! ): anyhow, on friday, we had a full day off. i intended to go to school just so i could chant 'FULL DAY, FULL DAY' but mrs chan didnt even let me do that.. ): she just gave it to us. hahs. ok before tt announcement, the school aired a video to recap all the highlights of the term. like the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114883258055936768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114883258055936768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_29_archive.html#114883258055936768' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114830922232310432</id><published>2006-05-22T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:47:06.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>winning and losing is important, but it isnt everything. losing to a better team, or player is alright. nothing to cry about. they're just better, nothing you can do much about during the game. but to lose to a player who is either as good as you are or not as good, is rather stupid. especially if you've not played your game or you gave away your points. ): anyhow, its over, vjc badminton girls </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114830922232310432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114830922232310432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_22_archive.html#114830922232310432' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114810241904049117</id><published>2006-05-20T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T13:20:19.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>soccer finals just got changed to next thurs, 25th of May 2006. wth mans. same day as badminton finals ! -frowns. ok it will only affect us if we make it to the finals i guess. which im hoping we do ! -cross fingers. it all boils dwn to monday's semi-finals. which will be one hell of a fight ! im quite worried though. cos tj's singles are good. and im gna have problems playing all 3 of them.. its</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114810241904049117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114810241904049117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_20_archive.html#114810241904049117' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114795966282348727</id><published>2006-05-18T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:41:02.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well alright, been a while since i last blogged. anyway, im down to the last 3 games of my season ! like FINALLY. 9 LONG years of badminton.. and it boils down to this 2 more wks. i shld actually be upset right.. but no, im not really. cos ive been sacrificing WAY too much for the sport and its rather upsetting to give up on so much during my adolescence. ): spent too much time trng, not enuf </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114795966282348727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114795966282348727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_18_archive.html#114795966282348727' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114727235733155742</id><published>2006-05-10T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:45:57.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh one more thing, jon my dearest boyfriend just shaved his head ! lol ! ok its not that bad lahs. he still looks quite cute in it. the response and reactions of his friends are quite funny indeed. cos jon's kinda known to his close friends and teammates for being metro, vain and all. and to think he shaved his head. they were shocked and yet some admired him. sheeshhh.. its just hair. but hey, i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114727235733155742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114727235733155742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_10_archive.html#114727235733155742' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114726959352302941</id><published>2006-05-10T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:00:55.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AMERICAN IDOL MANIA ! IM DEFINITELY ROOTING FOR THESE TWO !CHRIS the  ROCKER ! his voice is not as throaty as a rocker's voice is supposed to be. but hey, its alright. he still ROCKS. lol.  taylor- the guy whose actions seem rather weird. its as though he has spasms or something. and he looks REALLY old too. and according to trini, he IS old. 29-30 is rather old to be an AMERICAN IDOL. but age is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114726959352302941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114726959352302941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_10_archive.html#114726959352302941' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114726832047923608</id><published>2006-05-10T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:50:40.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>doesnt elliot look somewhat like a mouse, guinea pig, rat, hamster.. ? u get my drift. its like.. an animal along those lines.. i think its the ears. tts my girl. ((: she's gorgeous. its the high cheek bones partly, plus the eyes. its always the eyes i feel. anyhow im still rooting for taylor or chris. :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114726832047923608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114726832047923608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_10_archive.html#114726832047923608' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114697935435915592</id><published>2006-05-07T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T13:22:34.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to watch the wild with jon last night ! (: been ages since we caught a movie together and actually had no curfew and all. although it was THE WILD, and not like MI3, i still stand firm on my stand that.. action movies are a more waste of money than cartoons. hehe. ok next movie on our list, the da vinci code. hehe. cant wait. ok here are the pictures from after the movie. only two actually. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114697935435915592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114697935435915592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_07_archive.html#114697935435915592' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114697927470554346</id><published>2006-05-07T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T13:22:45.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after the movie, we headed down to dingtaifeng at paragon. by that time, it was like 945pm ? just in time for last order ! and although we know that we wldnt get chased out, we were pressured to eat fast.. but nonetheless, the xiaolongbaos was DAM gd. (: -grinns and licks lips. wanna eat more.. lols. after dinner, we went in search of a gd place to just sit and chill. wanted to eat my mango </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114697927470554346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114697927470554346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_07_archive.html#114697927470554346' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114683981204724015</id><published>2006-05-05T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T22:42:41.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is the hougang rally, courtesy of andrea loh. (: thanks babe.check it out mans ! i went for the AMK one last night. one hell of an experience. honestly. we were surrounded by every type of singaporean.from the malays, to the indians, to the ah peks, to aunties, to students (victorians) and to the bourgeoisie. everyone kept chanting.. workers party workers party.. ! it was quite funny in fact</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114683981204724015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114683981204724015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_05_archive.html#114683981204724015' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114666474773903721</id><published>2006-05-03T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:16:07.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we won HCI 5-0 today. ((: yays. miss lim wanted to start the season off with a BANG. so the whole first team played today. besides sulin who has an 'adams apple'. hahs. we ate subway again. jean, wan yun and i ate like 10inches ! jean and i first shared a foot long. later we shared another foot long with wanyun. DAM PIGGY ! lols. still full from the meal. anyway, we took these today. [the eight </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114666474773903721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114666474773903721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_03_archive.html#114666474773903721' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114658324582169000</id><published>2006-05-02T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:20:45.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went down to watch the boys game today. they nearly won tjc ! lost by a rubber set. ): but im reallie proud of em all. esp kelvin. or is it calvin ? ok nevamind. but nonetheless, the boys played a really great game ! (: yays. ok tmr's the final showdown btw vjc and sajc hockey girls. damnit. if only i cld go and watch. but ive my own game tmr agst HCI. ): ok i ate so healthily today ! ate rice, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114658324582169000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114658324582169000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_02_archive.html#114658324582169000' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114648695240879026</id><published>2006-05-01T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T20:35:53.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just dug this out. justin looks so cute ehs. HAHA. back in sec three. i shall take a new pic with him botak soon. (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114648695240879026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114648695240879026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114648695240879026' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114640125086809282</id><published>2006-04-30T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T21:04:08.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was a tiring day mans.slept arnd 12+ this mrng.. as usual. but got up on a SUNDAY morning at 7am to meet jon and go swimming.felt like crocodiles basking under the sun to gain energy. we just soaked around in there and got all wrinkly. after like urm. 1-2 hrs, we got out and showered before heading down to cafe cartel for breakfast cos it was too hot to eat prata or at some kopitiam. lol. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114640125086809282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114640125086809282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_04_30_archive.html#114640125086809282' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114614869719864955</id><published>2006-04-27T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:38:17.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>although prom and the after-prom party is AGES away.. literally, andrea and i cant help feeling hell excited about. i really hope our plans do really happen and not remain just as dreams and fantasies.we were thinking of doing a themed party, different from the typical normal sort of clubbin party. we thought of a few themes like: arabian night, retro (70's) and las vegas (showgirls).it will be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114614869719864955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114614869719864955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_04_27_archive.html#114614869719864955' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114614784722901929</id><published>2006-04-27T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:24:07.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MEWeeping Willow Tree(Melancholy) - likes to be stress free, loves family life, full of hopes and dreams, attractive, very empathetic, loves anything beautiful, musically inclined, loves to exotic places, restless, capricious, honest, can be influenced but is not easy to live with when pressured, sometimes demanding, good intuition, suffers in love until they find that one loyal, steadfast </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114614784722901929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114614784722901929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_04_27_archive.html#114614784722901929' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114614749367624673</id><published>2006-04-27T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:18:13.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was sitting next to my younger sister at the table doing my history SBQ when she made a comment. -she was mugging social studies or history.she said: why do we have to learn all this crap? all we learn about is the stupid conflicts the world gets themselves involved in. and after studying history for around 4 years. i totally agree with that. history is all about politics and stupid treaties, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114614749367624673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114614749367624673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_04_27_archive.html#114614749367624673' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114606721656810099</id><published>2006-04-26T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:21:34.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>but just thinking,do people at 18 think they are going to really marry their boyfriends or girlfriends?i just feel it is too early.don't you? if he or she has too many flaws, would you accept them all?is that true happiness?` jun and my online discussions.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114606721656810099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114606721656810099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_04_26_archive.html#114606721656810099' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-114606691165788658</id><published>2006-04-26T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:56:40.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haven blogged in ages.so i decided to change my template first then blog. (: school's been rather boring lately.trng, mugging.. the usual crap.yesterday was jean's bday.ate peranakan food. cos she's peranakan and insisted we ate her heritage food. so we went and i ate so much chilli and curry that my throat totally died and ddint go to sch today. after urm.. i duno how many hours of sleep, im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114606691165788658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/114606691165788658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2006_04_26_archive.html#114606691165788658' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-113245511613480386</id><published>2005-11-20T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T10:53:56.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate it how a person can make me feel so happy at times and yet so utterly devastated other times. i hate how my emotions and feelings are seemingly almost in control by the other. but on the bright note. at least, that is how attached i am to the person.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/113245511613480386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/113245511613480386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_11_20_archive.html#113245511613480386' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112998983833035622</id><published>2005-10-22T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T22:03:58.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>too lazy to blog.but currently looking forward to halloween. (:but minus the fact that chinese ao's are on the same day. damnit. grrr.but nonetheless. 31st will be snowy's bdae too ! lols. and plus its jj's party at newsrm too. yuppers.feel a sudden urge to do a jigsaw tho. maybe i shud.and of cos an urge to SHOP ! -beammmsss.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112998983833035622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112998983833035622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_10_22_archive.html#112998983833035622' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112791594762952418</id><published>2005-09-28T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T21:59:07.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love my gfs.. (: i miss mich, sab, tanny, sarah and karina. hahas. reallie miss you guys..awwww. aiyar, been two wks ! the last time i met up with em was on my bday dinner ! gosh. thats hell long mans. lols.well, gp today SUCKED big time. so irritated. have a feeling im gna fail.. -sighs.im lagging in my revision. super behind time. china and the collapse of the USSR is killing me i swear. plus</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112791594762952418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112791594762952418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_09_28_archive.html#112791594762952418' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112763741923002571</id><published>2005-09-25T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T16:41:44.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> one week later jon and me thrashed things out abt some of our doubts and stuff.there's much to solve in our relationship.and the biggest problem thats on my mind is that if jon and i ever break up it would be regarding our faith and beliefs.why does he have to be such a staunch christian ?why does he have to be so easily influenced by his stupid cell grp leader and friends.why not jus follow his</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112763741923002571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112763741923002571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_09_25_archive.html#112763741923002571' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112705828560961300</id><published>2005-09-18T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T23:44:45.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> productive sunday ? woke up at an ungodly hour of 930am in an attempt to accomplish some work.the alarm rang at 930am alright. but did i get up ? no. lols. ok, im not that bad. woke up at 945am instead. ((:washed up and went to open the living room doors and let snowny sun tan on the balcony.retrieved the newspaper and spent a whole hour reading it. -cover to cover.with of cos the exclusion of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112705828560961300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112705828560961300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_09_18_archive.html#112705828560961300' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112688394233125759</id><published>2005-09-16T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T23:19:02.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> swollen eye day i love jon for rushing over after sch to my place to check how my eye is and to accompany me to see the doc's. ((: we had so much fun after that. he was as usual waxing his hair and stuff. shun bian  waxed mine too.he tried to act matt in my toilet with my specs too. HAHA ! (: he looks SO FUNNY MANS. he should be on the way back frm church now. its our one month anniversary ! (: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112688394233125759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112688394233125759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_09_16_archive.html#112688394233125759' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112661865729052804</id><published>2005-09-13T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T21:39:34.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>do we REALLY look like siblings ? like brothers and sisters. but quite cute wad right ! lols. ((:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112661865729052804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112661865729052804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_09_13_archive.html#112661865729052804' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112661852579546067</id><published>2005-09-13T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T23:22:06.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy 17th birthday to me ! (:yays. im SEVENTEEN !which reminds me.i need to go collect my seventeen membership card like by thursdae. shucks.oh bothers.watched the longest yard on mon with jon.didnt have sum major celebrtation cos he got grounded.so we're gna postpone it till after promos.which is like in 3 wks ! shucks.im so worried sick abt it.damnit. im so scared and worried i'll fail it and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112661852579546067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112661852579546067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_09_13_archive.html#112661852579546067' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112584076977000331</id><published>2005-09-04T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T21:36:00.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>realisation my family should really get into the food industry really. as in my uncles and aunts and stuff lahs.then i'll be in charge of like coming up with food names or like interior design of the cafe/restaurant.so excited tt im gna come up with a proposal once im done with my econs wage theory notes. lols.hopefully it actually comes through one day.my familys recipes and talents will go to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112584076977000331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112584076977000331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_09_04_archive.html#112584076977000331' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112566921705751152</id><published>2005-09-02T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T21:53:37.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i tear my heart open, i sew myself shutmy weakness is that I care too muchmy scars remind me that the past is reali tear my heart open just to feeli'm drunk and i'm feeling downand i just wanna be alonei'm pissed 'cuz you came aroundwhy don't you just go home?'cuz you channeled all your painand i can't help you fix yourselfyou're making me insaneall I can say is...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112566921705751152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112566921705751152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_09_02_archive.html#112566921705751152' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112554325937741406</id><published>2005-09-01T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T10:54:19.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> quick update happy birthday to...xiuqing - 21st ivan - 25thdex - 25thvirnice - 28thashley - 29th24th - wedstayed in sch till i got to see dex get chased and dunked into the koi pond twice. eewww.fishy and slimey. -cringes.26th - frielectrico concert ! ((: met ashley and when to watch. but had haagen daz before that. yummie. hehe. -licks lips. the concert was fantastic. the acoustic songs were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112554325937741406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112554325937741406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112554325937741406' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112455149990714133</id><published>2005-08-20T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T23:26:14.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>vjc friends i love charis, andrew, sherry, min, jean, andrea and mel frm 05a53 !charis: for being such a bimboe with me and stuff. (: and constantly into shopping with me and stuff. heels ! holland v ! food ! chocos ! -beammmss. love u sweets. ure like the swtest thing lahs. alwis so polite and crazy. and anti indian food stall auntie. and a slacker like me. ure super cheap thrilled as well, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112455149990714133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112455149990714133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_08_20_archive.html#112455149990714133' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112454478039631175</id><published>2005-08-20T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T23:32:41.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>reminisce went holland v yesterday with andrew, samuel, charis and jon.i was overwhelmed by memories of me &amp; bert.the oh too familiar 165 route which i took to his place almost everyday in the past haunted me as i sat and watched the familiar sights flashed by.our trips to holland v and our times there reallie clung to me and made me think back.walked arnd with the gang and was practically </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112454478039631175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112454478039631175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_08_20_archive.html#112454478039631175' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112438432945741207</id><published>2005-08-19T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T01:01:46.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VICTORIA SCHOOL Nil sine labore.We felt but did not grasp that truth,until the years.The changing age confirmed severely:Nothing without labour,Nothing is for free.You grew us well,Mother of our youth,Gave grave to toughness,Tuned mind and feeling.Our teachers scolded out of love.We loved them with the fevourThat only mischief has.We learnt quarrelled laughed,Little enemies, great friendsIn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112438432945741207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112438432945741207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_08_19_archive.html#112438432945741207' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112438291367297093</id><published>2005-08-19T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T00:39:22.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy 17th birthday to ADE mary and BOCK hawyi ! ((:but... its still illegal to club.. lols.*finally finished my part for PW.-moans.im exhausted.but cant wait for praise and worship for the pri 3 kids on sat and sun.oh.. btw,GOOD LUCK ASHLEY TAY aka CRISPY FRY for ur o level english oral exams.much love dear.hope the choco truffle cake hasnt caused u a sore throat. lols. but hey, its good stuff </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112438291367297093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112438291367297093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_08_19_archive.html#112438291367297093' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112438272243487766</id><published>2005-08-19T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T00:32:02.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> dimsum dollies it was SO good.even though we bought the $28 tickets,we had quite a good view in fact. ((:* eh we're students..lols.ok, totally enjoyed the show thoroughly mans. laughing our lungs out and stuff. hahs.after the show we went to chill by the waterfront amidst all the couples. lols.jus sat there and breathe in the freshair and the salty breeze.. (:rushed home b4 twelve cos we were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112438272243487766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112438272243487766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_08_19_archive.html#112438272243487766' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112401610551682363</id><published>2005-08-14T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T18:42:46.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been boring these few days. besides the fact that me, jingqin, dora, and jun went tanning at my place last wed, nuthing much has really happened. )):but im fine i guess.its back to the olvl days.where mugging is part of our lives and going out to town is seen as a sin.PROMOS ARE COMING ! -sobs. 28th sept is the first day...and the stress of it all is gonna hit me soon im sure of it.at least, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112401610551682363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112401610551682363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_08_14_archive.html#112401610551682363' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112360431840146996</id><published>2005-08-09T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T00:22:19.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the past few days.. has been really interesting !spent friday, sunday, monday and tuesday evening-night with jon. (:which seems like almost everyday lahs ! gdness.was jus having a brain block as to wad days i spent with him. lols.so friday, he waited for me in the canteen patiently slping on the table when i did my PW stuff.den we went parkway eat and bought our dimsum dollies tickets.later, we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112360431840146996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112360431840146996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_08_09_archive.html#112360431840146996' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112307527014174358</id><published>2005-08-03T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T21:21:10.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and well, besides the fact that jon's in my life now, nuthing else is actually great abt my life any longer. -sighs.ok not excluding u girls. (tanny, mich, sab, karina, sarah)but oh wells, life kinda stinks.cos i wanna play and have fun and stuff. and yet on the other hand i cant do so and i wld feel guilty doing so. cos now, the pe dept feels that im very ill disciplined, which is true. but now,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112307527014174358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112307527014174358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_08_03_archive.html#112307527014174358' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112307503118317304</id><published>2005-08-03T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T21:17:11.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> im on a row. 3 bad days in a row.mon, tues and wed.-sighs.had to see ms lim regarding my results and badminton attendance on mondae.she didnt allow me to not train on mons.such a bitch i swear.i mean, mr goh didnt even question me and stuff ! wth. grrr. so irritating.and then she got me to re-do my timetable for her cos what i did was not up to standards.and she kinda screwed me on studying with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112307503118317304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112307503118317304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_08_03_archive.html#112307503118317304' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112282423963108033</id><published>2005-07-31T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T23:46:03.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jon's birthday HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEARR !-big hugs.you're 17 ! ((: yays.well, literally dragged myself out of bed this mrng to get to jon's place by like 8am.everyone in hougang is insane.at 7am, the kopitiam was packed.people walking arnd like it was orchard.tons of pp at the bus stop and stuff.goodness.morning people..never cld understand how one could be awake in the mrng at that time.anyhow, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112282423963108033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112282423963108033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_31_archive.html#112282423963108033' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112247392940129045</id><published>2005-07-27T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T22:18:49.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> trish's turning into a mugger got screwed by mr tan yesterdae.had to draw up a whole after sch timetable for him frm now till 27th sept. (GP paper)but its fine i guess.it'll make me more disciplined and hardworking and not so slack.he's also naggin at me to stop slacking and do work as well, and in some ways, im actually inspired and kinda motivated to mug now. ((:positive influence ehs. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112247392940129045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112247392940129045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_27_archive.html#112247392940129045' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112221985680661904</id><published>2005-07-24T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T23:44:16.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ivan found charlie and the chocolate factory for me ! -grinnnsss..he's such a nice guy.lols. ((:thanks ivan if u happen to read this which i doubt.but yeahs.* trish misses the girls. -sighs.but she's grounded again.bothers.:/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112221985680661904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112221985680661904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_24_archive.html#112221985680661904' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112221973415112933</id><published>2005-07-24T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T23:42:14.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> straits time ! lol.ok that has a hidden meaning.well, hmmm*im finally over bert.moving on in my life.i found someone new.and so far i tink only a few pp know abt him. and the sillie thing i did. lol.right ? -winks to some people.well, he's reallie swt and stuff.in a sillie sort of way.first caught my attention when he entered the rm where all the sports appeals were transferring schs and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112221973415112933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112221973415112933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_24_archive.html#112221973415112933' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112195332598712167</id><published>2005-07-21T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T21:44:04.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>canoeing championships day 2 skipped history lec, gp tutorial and chinese lesson to go down with joyce to watch nicolas canoe all the way at macritchie. lols.cant believe at this pt in time, im still skipping sch and doing nonsense stuff.well, ok, nicolas came in first for his event.which is NOT bad ! -claps.met him at macritchie.didnt reallie get to talk much i guess.was abt to leave feeling </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112195332598712167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112195332598712167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_21_archive.html#112195332598712167' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112195267216400653</id><published>2005-07-21T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T21:36:26.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>track and field nationals 2005 vjc came in 3rd for boys.and i tink 4th or 5th for girls.me, dora, wanx, jiadi, jingqin, mich, grace, shuting, swei, sam, candice, doris was cheering like crazy for st nicks lahs.the pp watchin frm st nicks was super dead. and there were even pp who were doin HWK !who comes to track and field nats to MUG !no lifers.and !st nicks track lost our dble champ title !by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112195267216400653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112195267216400653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_21_archive.html#112195267216400653' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112178302544245873</id><published>2005-07-19T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T22:23:45.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> words of wisdom by mr tang the sun setting here means that it will rise somewhere else.aiyar. not sure of the exact words but sumthing liddat lahs.well, LOADS of fifty-fivers frm vjc mans.dex, dawn, me, jenn haur, ben quah, john ang, john mark, gabriel, andrea, yish... wah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112178302544245873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112178302544245873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_19_archive.html#112178302544245873' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112177847266975767</id><published>2005-07-19T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T21:07:52.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> hot topic in vjc it started frm 05a53 ! ((:most happening class in vjc mans.anyhow. the debate is..whether its itsy BITSY spider or eensy WEENSY spider..and the winner.. of cos..is all my fellow supporters who voted for eensy WEENSY ! we win ! -cheers.lols. oh wells, track and field national finals are tomorrow.its the final showdwn mans !so exciting.ltr we're gna driven dwn to seoul garden at i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112177847266975767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112177847266975767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_19_archive.html#112177847266975767' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112161752046096978</id><published>2005-07-18T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T00:33:55.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>baybeats 2005 went for baybeats on friday and sunday.friday was quite boring.was there after tanny's bdae.took tons of pics with the girls.with the fullerton in view.wanna get married there mans.-laughs.expensive but it'll be SO grand and a dream come true i guess.anyhow, i got out and caught electrico LIFE !-jumps arnd happily.went with bryan to watch.he's so swt lahs.abandoned his friends to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112161752046096978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112161752046096978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_18_archive.html#112161752046096978' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112152280894126387</id><published>2005-07-16T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T22:06:48.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> some random stuff that happened michelle cut her hair at the hair shop at paragon.$55. but it was a radical change mans.quite funky i guess.it kinda suits her. ((:reallie cool.can go check it out at my pics.which i urm will upload soon. hehe.ok next, bought tanny a pair of shoes frm pedder red for.. $$$.thou shall not disclose the price ! lol.carrying on, vjc girls soccer lost to sa girls </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112152280894126387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112152280894126387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_16_archive.html#112152280894126387' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112152179367154642</id><published>2005-07-16T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T21:57:07.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tanny leong's birthday day started off with me going to sch. (duhs)den, chionging history outline.but luckily, we were gg thru midyrs so didnt have to complete.my uniform looked so bare lahs.no collar pin, no house badge, no tie.-faints. terrible siahs.went for class and listened as edna tan rushed through the questions at a super fast pace.was going like a train. charging so quickly.stressed me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112152179367154642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112152179367154642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_16_archive.html#112152179367154642' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112109542853664350</id><published>2005-07-11T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T23:23:48.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> track and field nats 2005 record breaking people i know.daniel: javelin; 57.88mangelina: triplejump; 10.41m.yvonne: 3000m race; 10.47/8 mins ?nicoll: high jump; 1.86mlaychi: shot put; 12+m.scott: discus; 46m.are they freaks or WHAT !gosh.. track and field has always been such an eye opening sport event of the year. honestly. its. like the most exciting sport i guess. with all the PBs and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112109542853664350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112109542853664350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_11_archive.html#112109542853664350' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112100094899017135</id><published>2005-07-10T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T21:09:10.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> he's leaving bert's leaving soon.for UWC canada.and im not sure what im feeling.elated that im finally beginning a new chapter of my life ?a life without bert in it ?but ive been living my life like that since feb/march.i guess i do miss having a boyfriend.esp since i saw bert so often in the past.but do i miss HIM.or jus a boyfriend figure ?that, i haven reallie deciphered.our time together was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112100094899017135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112100094899017135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_10_archive.html#112100094899017135' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112082759855822345</id><published>2005-07-08T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:59:58.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im still sick.im still coughing.and im still sniffin away like crazy.anyhow, is it a gd thing to be a typical ij girl ?wee kiat gave that comment today.i guess i'll take it as a good thing.i mean. i LOVE being an ij girl ! ((:and im proud of being in the st nicks family for TEN whole years.never regretted my time in st nicks.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112082759855822345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112082759855822345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_08_archive.html#112082759855822345' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112082671258853879</id><published>2005-07-08T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:56:21.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>track and field 2005 im in field this year.throwing the shot put.which is SO wrong.im supposed to be in javelin.gosh. shuttlers are made to be throwing a stupid dam ball mans. ):oh wells, but since im in ardy.i might as well make the best out of it and try my best.according to daniel ive no pressure and should just try my best i guess.yeahs. ((: -smiles.anyhow, today was advi boys and girls </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112082671258853879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112082671258853879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_08_archive.html#112082671258853879' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112082583469694785</id><published>2005-07-08T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:58:17.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the girls again. met the girls on tues for HIGH class dinner.to ryan its FINE DINING. lol.well, went to angus house in taka.we ordered like the dinner set.sumwhat like the cheapest there was.which came up to a total of $35 each.alright i guess. yeahs.so we ate and got merry and all that.den hung arnd in town and stuff.window shopped and took pictures.left and went home.sarah still looks pretty ! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112082583469694785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112082583469694785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_08_archive.html#112082583469694785' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112048590337166927</id><published>2005-07-04T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T22:05:03.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the long wkendwas spent either resting at home, or at the indoor stadium watching the aviva open, or slping in bed. was quite depressing in all i guess.friday was supposed to meet the girls.but was super sick.slpt till arnd 4pm.den was too tired to spend the night out.but still went for CHMA.it was horrible at the start.4 out of 6 of the soloist sang chinese songs !like wth mans.things improved </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112048590337166927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112048590337166927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_04_archive.html#112048590337166927' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-112020813951329279</id><published>2005-07-01T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T16:55:39.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mass production of phlegmim leakin brain lubricants.and coughin my lungs out.woke up this mrng and coughed so hard till i swore my stomach hurt.coughing is like the worse ailment u can have when ure sick.fever's fine, runny nose is alright..but COUGH. its annoyingly painful and tiring.it requires alot of energy to cough and clear ur throat.you have to do it with ALL your might literally.oh wells,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112020813951329279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/112020813951329279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112020813951329279' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111996418288761365</id><published>2005-06-28T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T21:09:42.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> mr. men and little miss the history:mr. tickle was the first Mr men character in 1971. Roger Hargreavers' son, Adam, asked him what a tickle looked like and he drew a little orange person with extraordinary long arms, a big toothy grin and little blue hat... and the rest is history.there are 43 mr men and 30 little miss. the first 6 included the favourites mr happy, mr bump, mr greedy and mr </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111996418288761365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111996418288761365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_06_28_archive.html#111996418288761365' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111996353636520881</id><published>2005-06-28T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T20:58:56.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> midyrs 2005-moans.mid yrs is NOT going onto a great start.i was horrible.it IS horrible.-groans.and what am i thinkin right now ?about my plans this wkend.how ill disciplined. -sighs.but however, most prob i'll spend it with the girls of cos. other things are secondary.ok, that sounded SO weird. lol.well, they wanna go clubbin this wkend.there's a party at sentosa this wkend.suggested by john </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111996353636520881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111996353636520881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_06_28_archive.html#111996353636520881' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111961416204142704</id><published>2005-06-24T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T19:59:37.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gym training i found a guy who can carry me !-BEAMMSSS.aaron low. ((:seriously, he can carry TWO of me in fact. goodness ! -frowns.he's so freakky. no offence.but, the other throwers do bench press of arnd 60-80kgs.he does WHAT ? 102kg..repeat that.. 102 kg ! his chest is bigger than candice's boobies !heh. hope candice doesnt read this.anyhow, candice is small but mightly.REALLY. she does like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111961416204142704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111961416204142704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_06_24_archive.html#111961416204142704' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111954457057389330</id><published>2005-06-24T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T00:36:10.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time with the girls.candyflosss crashed my place yesterday to watch mr and mrs smith.but obviously the pirated version of it frm none other then MALAYSIA !it was arranged to be at one.but mitch and sab arrived at gardens at two and went to cut my hair with me.tanny arrived much later.and karina.. at 4pm, was still asleep at home.i wonder why..* she was up reading harry potter till 5am i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111954457057389330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111954457057389330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_06_24_archive.html#111954457057389330' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111936725738907437</id><published>2005-06-21T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T23:26:59.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I LOVE CAPS LOCK. ANYHOW.I LOVE CAPS LOCK !-LAUGHS.OK MET HAPPY FOUR FRIENDS TODAY.WITH ADDITIONAL TWO MORE.SO THATS ME, DORA, JINGQIN, REE, JIANG AND JUN.WELL, WE WERE ALL LATE !I HAPPILY WOKE UP AT 9AM.AND HAPPILY WENT BACK TO SLP.TILL DORA MSGED ME SAYIN SHE OVERSLPT ALSO ! HAHS. AND JUN ASKED WHERE WE WERE.IN THE END, JINGQIN WAS THE EARLIEST AS USUAL AGAIN, BUT STILL LATE. FOLLOWED BY JUN, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111936725738907437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111936725738907437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_06_21_archive.html#111936725738907437' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111894362815480670</id><published>2005-06-17T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T01:47:16.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>girls day out well, sent michie off today.she burst into tears upon seeing us.heart breaking to think abt her leaving us in singapore like forever.took like MILLIONS of photos and well, hugged alot too.what hurt me the most,was watchin her go through the customs and lookin back at us waving frantically.as we held back our tears and waved back.we watched her as she walked away..away from our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111894362815480670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111894362815480670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_06_17_archive.html#111894362815480670' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111884769921137229</id><published>2005-06-15T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T23:01:39.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> leaving open your arms to change, but please don't lose yourselfyou are what makes you who you are in sickness and in healtha friendly atmosphere has made you who you are to beyour character is in charge and will control your destiny.you'll go someplace you've never gone, you'll make your mark again,you will reset your standards, and sure will make new friendsas soon as today is yesterday, your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111884769921137229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111884769921137229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_06_15_archive.html#111884769921137229' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111884702966242286</id><published>2005-06-15T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T22:54:33.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>girls day out ! went out with trini ( my younger sister ) today after my dreadful FIRST throws trng.did gym. gonna ache like crazy tmr for sure.and WAIT ! there's gym trng tmr again !bummers.oh wells, another early day for me i suppose.well onto the day.trini didnt get lost coming to vj. WOW.i showered, den we headed to parkway.had yoshi for lunch.cos we cldnt wait for sakae buffet.-laughs. such </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111884702966242286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111884702966242286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_06_15_archive.html#111884702966242286' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111876362556890658</id><published>2005-06-14T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T23:45:29.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another departure another visit to my most hated place in sinagpore.changi airport.it reallie is !-sulks and pouts.i hate saying goodbyes.esp at the airport. ):another one of my friend is leaving..this time is a really unexpected departure.michelle tang ! ):a simple conversation became one full of sadness in like 5 secs !it started off with me and tiff.tiff: are you going to send michie offme: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111876362556890658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111876362556890658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_06_14_archive.html#111876362556890658' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111874232573209511</id><published>2005-06-14T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T17:45:25.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> random-ness just two days at home and it's driving me nuts.my mummy nagging constantly asking me to pack up my rm, get stuff for her, do this and that.-growls and pulls hair.SUCH a pain.i reallie need to get out ! ):and meet up with old pals.so ive devised a GREAT plan.that i shud meet up with my gfs and stardee in the wonderful ST NICKS canteen. YAYS ! isnt that like the ULTIMATE plan ?i miss </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111874232573209511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111874232573209511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_06_14_archive.html#111874232573209511' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111855928260658587</id><published>2005-06-12T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T14:54:42.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CHEERS 2005 finals. alright.its ALL in the papers today.ashton won derek wong.quite unexpectedly.but he played well though.derek cldnt play his game.-sighs. ):anyhow, the youth squad went out to eat dinner at marina south with the parents and pan jiao lian.they are: brian koh, adrian, ashton, boon teong, terry, wyman, karen, vanessa, boon seong,jared  and aaron. yeahs.gray shirt gang. -laughs.ate</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111855928260658587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111855928260658587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_06_12_archive.html#111855928260658587' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111842918262844136</id><published>2005-06-11T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T02:46:22.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bernard's gna visit my blog.so i gotta say sumthing abt him now.-laughs.ok here goes.bernard is 1.69m.cute and all.but tricia.. is..CUTER ! (:-beammmsss.but i still love you nonetheless bernard in cheena china SP.-giggles.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111842918262844136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111842918262844136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_06_11_archive.html#111842918262844136' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111842316005080535</id><published>2005-06-11T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T01:06:00.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 1st ASEM youth games 2005 / bangkok whoa ive to like blog 10 days worth of happenings now.hahas. its been like AGES since i last updated.10-11 days ?had a BLAST in thailand.was home sick on the 8th day.but now i miss thailand.-sighs.but quite happy to come back and see that so many pp signed my gbk.-sniffs.and that pp remembered i returned.unexpected ones like christian long and john mark !</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111842316005080535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111842316005080535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_06_11_archive.html#111842316005080535' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111751936232163794</id><published>2005-05-31T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T14:04:19.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its just around 3 hours till i leave the sunny island of singapore.flight's at 515pm if im not wrong.in my team singapore jacket i go.all white and looking puffy and fat.-laughs.im so gna miss out on SO much this 10 days.hope whoever im writing a note to check it out within this 10 days.`candyflosss:[ gonna miss all u gals ! -sniffs. i didnt even get to spend much time with u girls this yr yet. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111751936232163794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111751936232163794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_31_archive.html#111751936232163794' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111751875544903614</id><published>2005-05-31T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T13:52:35.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You can look to the stars in search of the answersLook for God and life on distant planetsHave your faith in the ever afterWhile each of us holds inside the map to the labyrinthAnd heaven's here on earthWe are the spirit the collective conscienceWe create the pain and the suffering and the beauty in this world</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111751875544903614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111751875544903614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_31_archive.html#111751875544903614' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111751785251655426</id><published>2005-05-31T13:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T13:37:32.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just like the sunshine when the rain is overI looked up and you were thereI'm giving thanks to the one who made you You've answered every one of my prayersOnly you look deep inside me And see who I really amOnly you understand</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111751785251655426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111751785251655426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_31_archive.html#111751785251655426' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111751779350229860</id><published>2005-05-31T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T13:38:55.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are my heaven You are my secret dream come trueMy HeavenAnd I want it just like this every nightAnd I wanna feel like this the rest of my life</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111751779350229860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111751779350229860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_31_archive.html#111751779350229860' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111751744125982981</id><published>2005-05-31T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T13:30:41.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i watch the stars as they fall from the skyi held a fallen star and it wept for me, dyingi feel the fallen stars encircle me now, as they cry</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111751744125982981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111751744125982981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_31_archive.html#111751744125982981' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111744959516226812</id><published>2005-05-30T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T18:39:55.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> word bank frm MADAGASCAR penguins: just smile and wave. just smile and wave.penguins: cute and cuddly boys. cute and cuddly.penguins: (upon reaching antartica) now this sucks.penguins: you didnt see anything...king julie: you got to move it move it.king julie: i got to move it move it.king julie: lets all welcome the new york giants !king julie: hey, you just insulted the freaks. other words: ` </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111744959516226812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111744959516226812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_30_archive.html#111744959516226812' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111744860649657213</id><published>2005-05-30T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T18:23:26.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> MADAGASCAR joe the penguin.. is..officially..the CUTEST thing alive !like REALLIE.felt totally like a small girl in the cinema.laughing and giggling at every small thing.justin..made HUGE outbursts at the wrong parts.psycho.it wasnt funny when he laughed.the NY giants thing was funny.and king julie..his accent is HILARIOUS.it was cute and so catchy.couldnt help imitating his accent throughout </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111744860649657213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111744860649657213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_30_archive.html#111744860649657213' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111719990584522950</id><published>2005-05-27T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T21:18:25.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blood rushes everytime i hear his name.my heart races.my pupils dilates.adrenaline is pumped and i get 'high'.i look forward to all his msges.i love the sight of his name flashin in my mobile phone.late at night i talk to him.till the wee of dawn.but, what does he think of me ?is it mutual ?or one-sided.that i would never know.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111719990584522950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111719990584522950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_27_archive.html#111719990584522950' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111719950785922446</id><published>2005-05-27T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T21:11:47.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> last day of term two. term 2 is FINALLY over.and i got through it pretty alright.but TONS to catch up on.-sighs..thie mrng vj was WILD.zeya was blowing his whistle as we cheered for a full day off. hahas.and we got it ! (:went sulin's den had lunch at bedok.then back to school for trng.met justin there !-grinns happily.he was there for direct admission stuff.den slacked arnd while john mark </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111719950785922446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111719950785922446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_27_archive.html#111719950785922446' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111707743021356665</id><published>2005-05-26T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T11:29:03.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>soccer finals 2005 as the sun sets,the match remains a draw at 1-1.announcement for an extra 5 mins.even so, the score remains stagnant.into penalty shootout we go.it was the longest part of the game ever.hands clamped together as the crowd pray in unison.heads bowed down in hopes of victory.everytime a ball enters the goal-post.the crowd bursts into cheer.the carries on throughout.until a ball </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111707743021356665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111707743021356665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_26_archive.html#111707743021356665' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111686250246936035</id><published>2005-05-23T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T23:35:02.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> house of wax stressful show ! ):i cant believe i let samuel talk me into watching that silie show which TOTALLY made me so stress my tummy was gna hurt. -moans.and now, ive a fear of wax. honestly mans. -shakes head.oh wells, onto the show.it was painful to watch.literally.you watch people get stabbed, get their ankles cut, get their fingers cut off too.and also. watch their heads roll, see a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111686250246936035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111686250246936035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_23_archive.html#111686250246936035' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111677936104961736</id><published>2005-05-23T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T00:41:48.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> reflections just watched a movie with my family.on family life, parenthood, love, life and most importantly, christianity.as we get exposed to the world around us each and every day,our young and curious minds soak up everything - both good and bad;but we have the freedom of choice,given to us by God.so, to chooose whether to filter away and discard the 'residue' or to keep it.its purely up to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111677936104961736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111677936104961736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_23_archive.html#111677936104961736' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111668960985504675</id><published>2005-05-21T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T23:37:07.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>05A53+samueli love them all.-beammmmsss.had dinner with charis, divyesh, andrew, denys and sam.it was PAINFULLY HILARIOUS. (:lost to rj earlier part of the day.but they totally cheered me up lahs.divyesh's facial expressions were so comical.if i were a cartoonist, i wld draw a caricature of him !ate at pastamania where we interrogated denys abt *ahem*; found out charis's fear of CHEESE. ok, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111668960985504675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111668960985504675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_21_archive.html#111668960985504675' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111668912637598748</id><published>2005-05-21T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T23:38:20.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mountbatten csc champions again as usual.i mean, reallie.unbeatable.BUT, had a heart attack today when we were trailing 0-2 behind.cos kim lost; johnson and uncle lau lost too.me and hamon were like. OH NO !-laughs.but obviously we had pp like weibin, noor, ahman, major sim and uncle steven to save us.so of cos we WON !had a BIG feast; and i reallie mean BIG feast.and long beach ( IMM jurong )sat</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111668912637598748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111668912637598748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_21_archive.html#111668912637598748' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111647849269216070</id><published>2005-05-19T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T12:54:52.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> thought of the day: is BLACK a colour ?definition of colour: a phenomenon of light (as red, brown, pink, or gray) or visual perception that enables one to differentiate otherwise identical objects.so.. is BLACK a colour ?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111647849269216070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111647849269216070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_19_archive.html#111647849269216070' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111647814872265462</id><published>2005-05-19T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T12:49:08.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BIG game agst tjc.we lost.1-4.-sighs.my game was crappy.i could've won.but.. second game was...bad. i gave away all my pts.): -sighs.but strength-wise.vjc is reallie weak comparatively.3rd is where we stand.but we can alwis make it to finals.its how badly we want it.so. this friday's the day.we gotta fight REAL hard.thanks to everyone who came down.` 05A53` vjbt's lone supporter` vj badminton </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111647814872265462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111647814872265462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_19_archive.html#111647814872265462' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111616439538732492</id><published>2005-05-15T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T21:39:55.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quote where you are seems to beas far as an eternity.outstretched arms;open arms.and if it never ends,then when do we start ?dream away everyday.try so hard to disregardthe rythm of the rain that dropsand coincides with the beating of my heart.-charis chua. (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111616439538732492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111616439538732492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_15_archive.html#111616439538732492' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111616142634895677</id><published>2005-05-15T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T21:44:24.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blistered feet spent only 3 hrs walking arnd church scouting arnd for john mark's present and im dying already ! ):damn. i shouldnt have walked in HEELS.met evan today.nice guy to have agreed to go towning with me.apparently cos both of us are too deprived of town.-moans and whines.cos we're in VJC. ):too far frm civilisation.oh wells.went frm topman, to zara, to flash and splash, to stadium, to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111616142634895677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111616142634895677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_15_archive.html#111616142634895677' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111599334359378380</id><published>2005-05-13T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T22:09:03.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> friday the thirteenth note to JEVON:-sings.happy bird-day to you..happy bird-day to you.happy bird-day to jevon.happy bird-day to YOU.-laughs.anyway, hope u enjoyed the cake !i bet u did..u were wolfing down the whole thing.sheeshh. mickey mouse pig.oh wells, seeyas tmr den. (:-BIG BIRTHDAY HUG.*physically and mentally exhausted.why isnt justin replying me.im depressed. ):and im off to bed.see </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111599334359378380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111599334359378380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_13_archive.html#111599334359378380' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111555796169430114</id><published>2005-05-08T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T21:12:41.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>country bumpkin justin this is what boarding sch in acsi does to u.makes u become a country bumpkin.i mean honestly, who doesnt noe where amk mrt station is ?or macritchie bus stop ! ?justin doesnt noe that ! ):-laughs.but hey, he's still a funny guy nonetheless.dam cartoon face.had to call him on the bus and ensure he makes it to the correct bus stop.was stressing ME out mans ! -frowns.at least </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111555796169430114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111555796169430114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_08_archive.html#111555796169430114' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684768.post-111554407169593585</id><published>2005-05-08T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T17:21:11.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mothers' DayMother is one of the surviving words from Anglo-Saxon (starting as modor), which are among the most fundamental words in English. Mother has many cognates in other languages, including Old High German muoter, Dutch moeder, Old Norse mothir, Latin mater, Greek meter, and Sanskrit mat. These words share an Indo-European root.Mother is one of the Anglo-Saxon nouns that has an Anglo-Saxon</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111554407169593585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684768/posts/default/111554407169593585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoverforever.blogspot.com/2005_05_08_archive.html#111554407169593585' title=''/><author><name>tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010807716292813519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
