<?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-1820277509275260187</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:57:41.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWENTYSEVEN-ZEROFIVE.bs.com</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-854309764743166144</id><published>2007-04-15T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T16:47:03.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;supposed to be preparing for MYE derhs. but,somehow im not in that exams mood yet. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well,neglected my blog for almost one week?. i suppose. was busy with all the homeworks that teachers assigned. completed the napfa five stations on thursday. (: &amp; i told ms pek a false grade for my standing board jump. :X cause too many guys trying marhs. so aiya,just faked a grade lorhs. then also completed shuttle run. almost failed. heng wors~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;now,im completing the Emaths revision worksheet that Miss Ang gave. will be completing the A.maths textbook questions later. after i finish typing &amp;amp; posting out this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to the doctor yesterday. cause my eye is giving me problems again. &lt;b&gt;swollen eyes&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;,saw kar ann at the clinic too. such a coincidence luhs. (: then my mum told me that she almost forgotten that im getting my IC this year. blur queen. hahs. :X &amp;amp; hubby will be recieving his IC next Friday lerhs. i also want~. i also want my IC. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;emms,ouh yarr,on friday,we had our hall practise. &amp; guess what?. while we were loading everything onto a trolley,i accidentally flipped a centipide over. gosh~. its so disgusting luhs. make me wanted to puke. then when we came back from hall prac,asma stepped on it &amp;amp; ended its pathetic short lifespan. its body was being broken up into many many parts. yuckk. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;below are the pictures of the test tubes for the experiment we conducted on friday,after school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uMg-jL0JeCg/RiHklcM-rMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0vAXIB67CmM/s1600-h/ABCD0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053571588763331778" style="WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="148" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uMg-jL0JeCg/RiHklcM-rMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0vAXIB67CmM/s200/ABCD0004.JPG" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;first experiment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;color of solution inside test tube not very clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but its purple in color. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uMg-jL0JeCg/RiHkLMM-rLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z3g6WoyLV_g/s1600-h/ABCD0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053571137791765682" style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="132" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uMg-jL0JeCg/RiHkLMM-rLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z3g6WoyLV_g/s200/ABCD0003.JPG" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the test tube for our second experiment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uMg-jL0JeCg/RiHlPsM-rNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/F6sBr6Kd4JU/s1600-h/ABCD0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053572314612804818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uMg-jL0JeCg/RiHlPsM-rNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/F6sBr6Kd4JU/s200/ABCD0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the beetle which was outside dance studio on 28 of march &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats all. byes. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-854309764743166144?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/854309764743166144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=854309764743166144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/854309764743166144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/854309764743166144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/04/supposed-to-be-preparing-for-mye-derhs.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uMg-jL0JeCg/RiHklcM-rMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0vAXIB67CmM/s72-c/ABCD0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-7210771518839140585</id><published>2007-04-06T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T15:38:22.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;muscle cramps&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sobs,having muscle cramp now. ): cause did 3 napfa stations yesterday. sighs~. super bored now. dont feel lyk completing any homewroks today. cause its Good Friday &amp; its suppose to be a public holiday lorhs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hais,whatever. not going to post anymore. cause super giddy now. just now when i stood up from my seat,i almost fainted. maybe im getting weaker &amp;amp; weaker barhs. ): &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;byes. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;440% in love with my hubby. ♥&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-7210771518839140585?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/7210771518839140585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=7210771518839140585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/7210771518839140585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/7210771518839140585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/04/muscle-cramps-sobshaving-muscle-cramp.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-1488372713967332894</id><published>2007-04-05T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:28:19.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIRED.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was suppose to be in bed now derhs. but the thought of hubby's f&amp;n menu gives me a headache luhs. ): cause his f&amp;amp;n coursework need to do what menu derhs. so ma fan leas. all that teacher's fault. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just now,straight after school hubby got Amaths test. so while waiting for him,i went to the canteen with jingwen &amp; hweesiang. &lt;b&gt;thanks loads girls for accompanying me. (:&lt;/b&gt; then,bought 3 packets of chocolate flavoured panda biscuits &amp;amp; green tea back to class. then,shortly after we reach class,hubby is back. (: so he hurried to finish up his coursework lorhs. so i fed him some pandas. hahs. or can say is force him eat luhs. :X sorry. well,then,hubby sort of did his coursework &amp; chat with me. hes just so nice luhs. ^^ &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;my dearest hubby that makes me fall in love with him totally for 350%. ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; hes my boy forever. hahs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well,then that uncle came to close the door &amp;amp; chases us away lorhs. so we went to third floorth there lorhs. facing field derh bench. &amp; he starts to complet him coursework. he told me that he'll let me have a taste of what he'll be cooking during next week's practical. (: yays~. then he finally completed everything at about 5++. so accompanied hubby to the staff room to hand in his coursework time planning table. im such a nice dar hurhs?. :X hope so. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;emms,homeworks for the weekends. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emaths revision worksheet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emaths graph worksheet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amaths textbook questions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;li&gt;公函&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;li&gt;study for physics test&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;li&gt;hubby's f&amp;amp;n's menu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i suppose thats all barhs. kkays,thats all for today. byes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-1488372713967332894?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/1488372713967332894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=1488372713967332894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/1488372713967332894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/1488372713967332894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/04/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-2913552824014362160</id><published>2007-04-04T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:42:30.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;03April&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;emms,the Minister's visit was quite a glad one. why did i say that?. of course theres a reason luhs. cause,our song didnt break down &lt;u&gt;at all.&lt;/u&gt; cheers!. hahas. although i admit that i'hv missed some notes &amp; played at the wrong time,but overall,the song was great. ((: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then went back during physics. at first didnt plan to go back at that time derhs. cause i didnt prepared for the speed thingy test marhs. but who knows,when i went back,they didnt even mention anything about the test louhs. :X whatever. then geog,i was totally freaked out when the bell rang for geog class luhs. cause i didnt complete the workbook marhs. but luckily,god's helping me by giving us two free periods. hahs. yays!. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so complete all my homeworks &amp;amp; vandalised JieSi's table during that two periods. aftermath was Emaths. the subject which i hated most. :X so was allowing my mind &amp; heart to let my body to wander around. which results in one thing,ans to the wrong qn. ): cause i thought that she was asking (ii) when she was asking me to ans part (i) of the qn. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;04April&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today,first three periods were freaking-ly boing. English especially. sighs~. then,Emaths following up. Ms Ang returned our level test back. &amp;amp; yays,i'hv gotten 33 out of 50. maybe to you not considered good. but to me,pass is great lerhs. well,after our recess was S.S. almost fell asleep luhs. but was being kept awake by &lt;b&gt;Zul.&lt;/b&gt; he kept on pestering me with him &lt;b&gt;perfect&lt;/b&gt; marks. =='''' to Zul: dont let me win you. if i win you,u are dead meat. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then chinese gong han,fail lerhs. sighs~. last period,Amaths. bored. but Ms Leao allow us to bring sweets tml. (: cause she'll be teaching a very important topic. then she wants us to keep a fresh &amp;amp; clear mind. hahs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shall not elaborate any further for what happened after school. (: lets keep it as a secret. but,theres one thing i want to say. thats : &lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im 220% in love with my hubby. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;byes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-2913552824014362160?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/2913552824014362160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=2913552824014362160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/2913552824014362160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/2913552824014362160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/04/03april-emmsthe-ministers-visit-was.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-2735845224366319307</id><published>2007-04-02T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T18:03:21.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SURPRISE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;tadas,im here to post agn. (:  although i mentioned that i'll only post on friday. hahs. mainly because there isnt much homeworks to be completed luhs. :X  all the teachers are so nice today?. (O.o)  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;well,anyway,today Mdm Masrena &amp; Mrs Wendy Chua didnt come. so,cheers! there isnt any lectures from them luhs. glads*. however,Miss Martin came for class lorhs. ):  sobs*. her lessons are utter-ly boring luhs. its those kind when upon hearing it,you can straight away fall asleep. XD  &lt;b&gt;spending one hour in her class is as if one century had just passed by&lt;/b&gt;. lalalas~. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;then,recess. asked JieSi to help me buy nuggets back lorhs. cause lazy to go down canteen marhs. :X  so ate &lt;b&gt;seven nuggets&lt;/b&gt; in ten mins. im going to become a fat pig lerhs. ):  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but,anyway,after recess was Add.maths. three periods leahs. time flies so slow. ):  so,after three full periods of Add.maths,it was finally BIO!. hahahas. XD  &amp; yes yes,it was finally our free period. cheers!. (:  that relief teacher allowed us to play songs using our phones. then she quietly sits down there,reading her book. nice cher. (:  if all the relief chers were to be lyk that,how nice wouldnt it be. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;emms,thats it for today barhs. later will be editing that stupid bio presentation slides &amp; completing the chinese gong han. thats all folks. (:  byes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-2735845224366319307?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/2735845224366319307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=2735845224366319307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/2735845224366319307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/2735845224366319307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/04/surprise-tadasim-here-to-post-agn.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-1716130892392206704</id><published>2007-04-01T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T20:31:50.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOLS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;didnt played any trick on anyone. im such a nice girl hurhs?. :X  i know im lame. kkays,whatever. just want to wish everyone a very &lt;i&gt;nice &lt;/i&gt; April Fools Day. (:  &lt;b&gt;SMILE EVERYONE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;takecares all,byes.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;will post on next friday. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-1716130892392206704?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/1716130892392206704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=1716130892392206704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/1716130892392206704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/1716130892392206704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-april-fools-didnt-played-any.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-2478519981523637007</id><published>2007-04-01T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T15:27:16.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKIN CHANGED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;emms,just changed blog's skin agn. purple. (:  to me,quite nice luhs. but maybe to others it isnt so nice barhs. whatever. oh &amp;&amp;amp;,im not linking anyone lerhs. cause some of the blogs are deleted &amp; im lazy to find out which are the ones. :X&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;doing my Emaths homework now. half doing half changing all the codes. lol. later will be completing my chinese gong han. sians~. so much homeworks. why cant teachers just give us a break?. although i know that our Mid-Year Exams are coming. but,i badly want a break luhs. ):  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yesterday,there was an Add.maths extra lesson. at first i planned to attend derhs. however,&lt;b&gt;i overslept&lt;/b&gt;. :X  hahs. but,i dont need to attend luhs. cause i passed my level test marhs. its whether you want to attend or not. so,it doesnt matter. (:  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;had a feast of prawns last night. very yummy wors. ^^  hat makes my appettite so huge that i ate 3 bowls of rice. { due to the prawns being too salty }  hahs. :D  then i walked all the way back home after that prawn feast by myself cause mummy still chit-chatting with my aunt. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; right now,im hungry. cause ate a bread in the morning until now. very hungry luhs. ):  kkays,going to have my lunch lerhs. byes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-2478519981523637007?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/2478519981523637007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=2478519981523637007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/2478519981523637007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/2478519981523637007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/04/skin-changed-emmsjust-changed-blogs.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-9011252362400153537</id><published>2007-03-30T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T20:13:07.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tired&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;came back just an hour ago. cause practising for the next week's Minister's visit. then also brief-ed by Miss Goh for the SYF thing. so left school at around 625 lorhs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today was super tired. cause went for handbells at 130,for polishing session. although i never polish any bells,but i must demostrate to the sec ones. then i was the one who went up &amp; down,just to get the tissues,or rather toilet papaers for them luhs. then none of them thanked me &amp;amp; they even complained that i didnt polished any. its lyk what-the-fucking-hell luhs. i went up &amp; down to get toilet papers for them &amp;amp; yet they complained. not going to be so nice anymore. next time i'll just be the one who is the latest &amp; sits there,waiting to be 'served'. lazy sec ones. :X &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then somemore some arhs,2 people clean one bell. fuck luhs. the seniors 1 person clean 1 &lt;b&gt;super duper huge&lt;/b&gt; bell &amp;amp; they 2 people cleaning one middle bell. ==''' thats unfair kkays. freaking-ly,they still can clean until so long. i went up to the toilet to get toilet papers for twice they still haven finish cleaning. isnt that very strange?. oh,whatever. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emms,btw,we have gotten back our Add.maths level test's results. 16 passers agn. luckily,i was one of them. but this time,i only gotten 18 out of 30. cause i didnt study for it at all. all tikum tikum derhs. :X then Emaths level test,sure fail lerhs. cause never study agn. busy luhs. previous day busy doing Add maths homework. aiyas,whatever it is. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nowadays,wont be blogging much. sec 3's life is getting busier &amp;amp; busier. everyday must finish homeworks until 11+. causing me to have heavier eyebags. but,looks lyk other classes arent having this kinda prob luhs. sians~. hoping to drop to e3 or below. i dont want so much stress. so far,2 of my classmates went for counciling lerhs. i dont want to be the next one. &lt;b&gt;STRESS-ED UP&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;byes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-9011252362400153537?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/9011252362400153537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=9011252362400153537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/9011252362400153537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/9011252362400153537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/tired-came-back-just-hour-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-4288174262430868171</id><published>2007-03-27T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T18:55:23.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥HUBBY , HAPPY TEN-TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hope that we can spend the rest of our life together. my love for you will never fade. i promise. (: smuacks*. loves forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-4288174262430868171?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4288174262430868171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=4288174262430868171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/4288174262430868171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/4288174262430868171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/hubby-happy-ten-th-month-anniversary.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-1065202167690633949</id><published>2007-03-25T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T17:59:03.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMILES- (:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emms,just now,completed &lt;u&gt;some&lt;/u&gt; of my homeworks. homeworks completed includes : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳chinese si han corrections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳parts of chemistry workbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳some of Emaths worksheet's qns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳most of Emaths holiday homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats all i did. (: proud of myself. cause i didnt plan to do so much of it derhs. :X bleahs. anyway,its so fast luhs. 2days of weekends is just gone. sighs~. craving for the june holidays to arrive faster. lol. cause i just simply need a break from all these stress. one of my classmate is so depress that he/she went for counciling. &amp; its true luhs. believe it or not is up to you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well,uploading some pics i took this week. (: &amp;amp; of course,some are just pics taken out of boredom. hahs.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/twentyseven-zerofive/pressie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand" height="131" alt="" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/twentyseven-zerofive/pressie3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the present i gave hubby for his birthday. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/twentyseven-zerofive/pressie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="139" alt="" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/twentyseven-zerofive/pressie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;side view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/twentyseven-zerofive/pressie.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand" height="120" alt="" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/twentyseven-zerofive/pressie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;back view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand" height="124" alt="" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/twentyseven-zerofive/pigg.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the piggy i gave hubby quite some time ago. but,the one hes holding on is the pigy's wife. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/twentyseven-zerofive/yellowcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand" height="122" alt="" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/twentyseven-zerofive/yellowcard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the yellow card.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmms,thats all barhs. not much to post lerhs. kks,maybe off to watch tv lerhs. thats it,byes. (:&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;❥ &amp; trust is what we have in common.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love my hubby loads &amp;amp; loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;smuacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-1065202167690633949?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/1065202167690633949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=1065202167690633949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/1065202167690633949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/1065202167690633949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/smiles-emmsjust-nowcompleted-some-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-6507890292304765786</id><published>2007-03-24T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T12:33:25.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY &lt;s&gt;BELATED&lt;/s&gt; BIRTHDAY TO MY HUBBY!.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday was hubby's birthday. so i msged him early in the morning,wishing him a very happy birthday. (:  then in school had photo taking session lorhs. first time photo taking i sat infront luhs. first row sia. &lt;b&gt;what the hell!&lt;/b&gt; :X  then after school ran to greenridge with an to buy a small lil cake for hubby. very cartoon cake. with a small bear standing in the middle. thats the only type of cake i could find in greenridge bakery luhs. so i asked the auntie for a candle then rushed back to school. went up to fourth floorth &amp; then went down to canteen,to get a fork. then hubby's mummy helped us lit the candle &amp;amp; sang the birthday song. (:  well,looks like i haven mention about the present yerhs?. ;D  i gave hubby his present on thursday lerhs. cause i expected that yesterday is going to be a 'busy' day. hope he likes it. grins*. maybe will upload the pic of the cake next time cause waiting for his mummy to send me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then after celebrating his birthday,he went down to have his bball photo taking lorhs. just nice that uncle came to close the classroom doors. so i had to carry my bag,carry hubby's bag,&amp; my tons of books down to the first floor,&lt;b&gt;alone,by myself.&lt;/b&gt; after his photo taking he went home first lorhs. then shortly its our turn to have our photos taken. then all the commitee members have to sit infront. therefore,im &lt;b&gt;asked to sit infront agn&lt;/b&gt;. =='''''   its unfair luhs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well,tons of homeworks to be completed.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳Amaths TYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳Amaths worksheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳chemistry workbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳physics workbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳Emaths worksheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳that stack of geog worksheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳chinese corrections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳english 2 para essay&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luckily biology dont have any homeworks. if not do until die also cannot finish. ):  sighs~.  why cant teachers give lesser homeworks?. im having only 7-8 hours of sleep per day leas. then still got so much of homeworks to complete. want to sleep longer also cannot. eye rings getting darker &amp; darker lerhs. eye bags getting heavier. maybe i'll skip school during one of the most tiring school days. cannot tahan so much stress luhs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emms,thats all barhs. maybe will be starting to complete homework later,at 1 barhs. byes.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;❥ hubby loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hes my one &amp;amp;&amp;amp; only boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love him. smuacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-6507890292304765786?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/6507890292304765786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=6507890292304765786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/6507890292304765786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/6507890292304765786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-belated-birthday-to-my-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-950562181334381683</id><published>2007-03-18T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:52:36.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKIN CHANGED;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;once agn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-950562181334381683?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/950562181334381683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=950562181334381683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/950562181334381683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/950562181334381683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/skin-changed-once-agn.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-2466791922385205149</id><published>2007-03-18T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:36:02.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;skin edited&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emms,let me update bout yesterday first. yesterday,considered quite a nice day barhs. did some Emaths sums in the afternoon. &amp; yes,i did it all by myself. (:  then wanted to do chinese comprehension derhs. but,decided not to do it cause dont feel yk doing it luhs. :X  so watched tv until 7+ then my house suddenly so quiet. cause mummy &amp; meimei go wedding dinner. then daddy went to someone's funeral. then grandpapa sleeping. (:  so asked hubby if i can call him for awhile. yes,it was really &lt;b&gt;awhile&lt;/b&gt;. almost 2 hours call. lol. then &lt;b&gt;something happened.&lt;/b&gt; haiyas,everytime also lyk that derh luhs. :X  darn piss off.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today early in the morning,2:56am,hubby miss called me. so i phone back lorhs. then we chat chat chat for almost an hour. then he buey tahan lerhs,went to sleep agn. hahs. hes cute. then today he woke up at 12 pm. very accurate. (;  then he went for his tuition bout an hour &amp; 40+ mins later. anyway,i'hv completed most of my holiday homeworks lerhs. ^^  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;homeworks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;↳chinese bao zheng bao dao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳&lt;s&gt;chinese textbook compre&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳&lt;s&gt;chinese comprehension&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳&lt;s&gt;English essay&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳Journal entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳&lt;s&gt;Emaths worksheet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳Amaths TYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳&lt;s&gt;chemistry worksheet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;left a few homeworks to be completed. guess i'll finish up that journal later,after posting. cause didnt know what to write for it luhs. :X  hahs. emms,had 2 cups of &lt;b&gt;fruits &amp; nuts ice-cream&lt;/b&gt; just now. yum yum. (:  loves ice-cream. the thought of ice-cream makes me thought of what hubby asked during the 2:56am call. lols. he asked me what does &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; stands for?. then i reply &lt;b&gt;I stands for I Love You&lt;/b&gt; XD  then he was lyk was laugh dont laugh lyk that. cause after that he says that &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; stands for &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;ce-cream. sorry luhs hubby,cause i only know that i love you marhs. :X&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;❥ hubby loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hes my boy,now &amp;&amp;amp; forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i loves him. smuacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-2466791922385205149?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/2466791922385205149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=2466791922385205149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/2466791922385205149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/2466791922385205149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/skin-edited-emmslet-me-update-bout.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-6479371689824347958</id><published>2007-03-17T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T15:39:02.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;is death the only way to solve everything?.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to me,yes it is.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;wrist slashed agn. tired of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-6479371689824347958?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/6479371689824347958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=6479371689824347958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/6479371689824347958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/6479371689824347958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/is-death-only-way-to-solve-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-7361069406909925691</id><published>2007-03-16T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T20:43:29.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;skin changed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well,changed the skin just now. cause tired of that previous skin lerhs. emms,this time very pink wors. lols. anyway,today's the 16 of march. therefore,&lt;b&gt;Happy Belated Birthday to Justin!&lt;/b&gt; hahs. yesterday was his birthday. but forgotten to wish him luhs. :X  oops,sorry.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emms,today morning met up with an at lotone. cause i need to buy hubby's birthday present. (:  &amp; i only need one shop to be open. &amp;amp; thats,&lt;b&gt;Yellow&lt;/b&gt;! cause i want to buy &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; for hubby. to me,its considered a special gift luhs. muahahas. cause its rather special luhs. cause i have thought of it for the past few weeks. so tada,i bought it. a pair of it. hubby knows what it is lerhs. :X  cause i'hv given too much hints to him. lols.just hope that he'll lyk it barhs. cause thats the most expensive present i'hv bought in my whole life. if without an's discount card,i'll be broke. &lt;b&gt;thanks an. (: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then after purchasing hubby's present,came back straight away to meet hubby. i forgotten that we're meeting at 115. so i reached jelapang at 1 &amp; waited for 15 mins lorhs. blur me. :X  hahs. so after hubby came,we went to a block to sit sit. (:  then he kept pestering me to let him see what i'hv bought. but of course,i said &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;.  then i ask him if i could give him hes present today. then he say dont want luhs,next friday then give. so ok lorhs. friday then pass him his birthday present. (:  then,so amazing-ly 1 hour 15 mins just flew past &amp; he was bout to leave for his remedial. so i waited for hubby at the shelter beside the playground,outside school,for bout almost 2 hours. im such a nice girl hurhs. :X  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then walked home with hubby after hes remedial end. then i asked him thousands of how. lols. cause i ask him how arhs?. if too loose how?. lols. then he was lyk huhs?. what you talking. hahahas. sorry hubby. make you so blur. (;  then when we reached fajar basketball court here then he say orhs~,i know what you going give me lerhs. is a &lt;u&gt;___&lt;/u&gt; right?. hahas. then so shock larhs. cause he could read my mind. is this telepathy?. lols.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then walked hubby to his block lorhs. cannot bear to part. so we stood under his block &amp; ... hahas. just when he was bout to take the lift,&lt;b&gt;SOMETHING or rather SOMEONE appeared.&lt;/b&gt; {sound effect : den den den den~!} he quickly went up &amp; then i went off lorhs. :X  hahahas. so now,waiting for my dinner to digest before i accompany hubby in his sweet sweet dreams. ^^  will he dream bout me?. hope so. (: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kks,off to play some games &amp; then accompany hubby in his sweet dreams. byes. btw,homeworks &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; completed yet. how how how?. anyone kind enough to assist me?. :X  &amp;&amp;amp;,hubby's homeworks arent completed too. hahs. is this pure coincidence or telepathy?. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;❥ hubby loads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hes my boy,now &amp;&amp;amp; forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i loves him. smuacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-7361069406909925691?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/7361069406909925691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=7361069406909925691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/7361069406909925691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/7361069406909925691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/skin-changed-wellchanged-skin-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-962563841890525387</id><published>2007-03-15T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T18:06:27.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday didnt update. cause wasnt feeling quite well. had gastric in the afternoon during prac. so came back home,ate dinner &amp; slept lorhs. feeling suicidal recently. yesterday night ate a flu tablet. today morning ate two flu tablets &amp; a panadol. not going to slash myself with penknifes anymore. penknifes wont cause death. consuming of mix-ed tablets will definately cause death. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;b&lt;/b&gt;y&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;he&lt;b&gt;w&lt;/b&gt;ay,&lt;b&gt;Happy Belated Birthday to Germin!&lt;/b&gt; managed to wish her a Happy Birthday on tuesday through her tagboard. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well,going to meet dear tml. for lunch &amp;amp; after his remedial. misses him loads. craving to hear his voice &amp; see him. hes my beloved hubby alright?. miss him also 理所当然 derh marhs. simply loves my hubby loads. smuacks*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;counting down,&lt;b&gt;eight&lt;/b&gt; more days to hubby's birthday. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tons of homeworks not completed. last saturday,met hubby. sunday went to reborn my hair. then past three days was occupied by cca. then today rest. very tired. my panda eye rings all appear lerhs. ):  sighs~. tml meeting hubby. so only left saturday &amp; sunday to complete that stack of homeworks lorhs. pathetic me. sighs agn. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really looking very forward to tml. hoping that tml will come at a faster speed. awwws~. ):  upset stomach. maybe due to consuming those pills without taking my lunch first. whatever. feeling pain in my wrist for the whole day. whats wrong with me?. sighs~. crapping as if im fine when im not. very unwell now. due to &lt;b&gt;depression?.&lt;/b&gt; how would i know when im asking. :X  lame me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;meeting an tml morning. for hubby's birthday present. i have thought of what to buy. but,not sure if he'll lyk it. sighs. whatever. byes.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;❥ hubby loads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hes my boy,now &amp;&amp;amp; forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love him. smuacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-962563841890525387?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/962563841890525387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=962563841890525387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/962563841890525387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/962563841890525387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday-didnt-update.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-1196055727823153568</id><published>2007-03-13T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T20:56:18.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at last i get to see hubby. but i'll have to pay much more price. tears. sighs~. whatever,as long as i get to see him. thats my priority. well,so met hubby after i finish my cca. after that we walked around his block &amp; aron they all followed us. ==''' both of us saw him larhs. lousy detectives. then after awhile,rain came. then hubby accompanied me back &amp;amp; he walked home on his own. i wanted to accompany him derhs. but he dont let me walk him home. so,i'll be a good girl &amp; came back. chatted with him on phone while hes walking back. lyk that at least he wont feel lonely. i loves him. hes the only one who can bring smiles to my lifeless life. (: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afternoon met with an &amp;amp; saw hs. think shes waiting for someone barhs. then at first we can reach earlier derhs. but we walk until traffic liht there then i say want buy chocolate. so we went back to lrt station just to buy that packet of chocolate. sry. :X then reach so punctually at 1230. (: im such a pro. :X reached so punctually for two days lerhs. i'll do that tml agn. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kks,gtg lerhs. promised hubby that we'll go to bed together. i must do as i promised. cause i love him. smuacks*. hes my boy. i wont let him get hurt. no matter what. i swear. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;❥ hubby loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hes my boy,now &amp;&amp;amp; forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i loves him. smuacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-1196055727823153568?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/1196055727823153568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=1196055727823153568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/1196055727823153568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/1196055727823153568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-at-last-i-get-to-see-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-9069349912993235228</id><published>2007-03-13T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T21:00:25.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;freaking-ly bored&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sighs~. days without him by my side are tortures. ): really misses hubby so much. &amp; yes,3 more days before i can officially see him. all because of his maths cher. its lyk what the fucking hell larhs. he changed their remedial to friday instead of thurs. =='''' bloody hell. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ytd,song almost break down. sighs agn. cause some ppl never turn up for prac then instructor fed up. mrs chua also fed up. played that idiotic song over &amp;amp; over agn. what the hell. got holes inbetween how to play?. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then after that saw germin with her netball friends while waiting for that auntie to send the performance 'gown' for fitting. but,only angie is wanted. cause shes the model. lols. the long skirt goes with shorts shoes ehh. (: then the collar. it sucks. so low cut. then so rounded neck larhs. arghs~. whatever. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;early in the morning,hubby went to make his NRIC with his mummy. so fast larhs. dear's getting his IC soon. what bout me?. 7 months later lorhs. sighs~. ): hes not back yet. how many days since i last saw him?. let me count. sunday,monday &amp; today. 3 days &amp;amp; im missing hubby so badly lerhs. how m i going to survive for the next &lt;b&gt;three days?&lt;/b&gt; sighs agn~. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ytd night,made some bloody marks on my wrist agn. 3 cuts. quite obvious. cause they are quite red-ish. felt so much lyk ending my life ytd night. it was a all-of-a-sudden thought. just feeling that depression is coming back to haunt me. ): last year,managed to overcome it. but this year,im not sure. maybe i'll just let it take my life away. however,the thought of hubby being alone makes me feel so unfair to him. i have to think about him. i cannot leave him alone in this freaking world. with loads of idiots hanging &amp; haunting him. i must protect him. he is all i have. my one &amp;amp; only beloved hubby. i loves him. im not going to leave him,no matter what happens. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:68;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;going for prac soon. byes. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;❥ hubby loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hes my boy,now &amp;amp;&amp;amp; forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i loves him. smuacks*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-9069349912993235228?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/9069349912993235228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=9069349912993235228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/9069349912993235228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/9069349912993235228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/freaking-ly-bored-sighs.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-7638227340616074130</id><published>2007-03-11T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T19:05:05.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;today isnt my day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sighs~. woke up with cramps. :X  yepps,stomach cramps. then at first had made an appointment with that auntie for my hair derhs. then so suay,had cramps. then dont know is eat wrong thing or what,suddenly kept on vomitting. fuck larhs. then vomit 5-6 times &amp; tried to walk to that place. then walk halfway almost faint. very dizzy. then vision very blur. so bo bian,came back to rest. then lied on bed for bout an hour then called hubby. chat with him for awhile then he tell me that hes bout to go for his tuition lerhs. so i hung the call and felt much better. hubby's got magical powers?. he can make me feel so much better by just talking to him. maybe its the concern that makes me feel better. (:  loves him loads. smuacks*.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then went downstairs to buy bread first. then hubby called me. he told me that his mum still haven reach yet. so chatted with him for awhile then he went off to his tuition lerhs. so i walked to the auntie's house lorhs. &amp; its quite long larhs. pulling &amp;amp; pulling. whatever. just came back. my fringe sucks. its ugly. gonna hide my face whenever i go out lerhs. sighs~.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;,i really miss hubby loads. its been just a day since i last saw &amp;amp; feel him. but,i just couldnt stop thinking bout him. hope that thurs will come faster. so that i can meet hubby agn. (:  but,thurs is 4 days later. sighs~. how?. ):  whatever. kk,gtg lerhs. byes.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;❥ hubby loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hes my boy now &amp;&amp;amp; forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i loves him. smuacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-7638227340616074130?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/7638227340616074130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=7638227340616074130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/7638227340616074130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/7638227340616074130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-isnt-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-2270881478757959124</id><published>2007-03-10T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T17:54:06.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;老公,사랑해요&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up at 746,by dear's call. then hes rushing for his 3on3. then i didnt went down to watch the match. so waited for him to be back till 1245. then he called me &amp; after that he went to have his lunch. after bout 15mins he called me agn. &amp;amp; then he came up to my blk. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we played agn. as usual,on my bed. lalalas~. hes tired after hes 3on3. so i hugged him &amp; lied on my bed lorhs. he was bout to sleep then then got construction pollution. =='''' fuck. well,then he couldnt get to sleep. so we played piggyback agn. i still dont dare to let him piggyback me although he assures me that hes not going to let me fall. &lt;b&gt;sorry dear,but,im still afraid of heights. X:&lt;/b&gt; then we talked &amp;amp; crapped along with each other. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then we were so bored,so we kissed &amp; kissed. &amp;amp;,we broke record!. &lt;b&gt;kissing continuos-ly for 20min+&lt;/b&gt; lols. at first i thought was only 3 mins+. then was lyk ehhs,lyk very long lerhs. so we use stopwatch found in his hp to time. 20mins+ for the two times together. hahs. after that he tired lerhs. so hugged him agn. wanted to let him sleep derhs. but somehow his sleepy bugs were gone. so i help him put his money properly inside his wallet. &amp; i was sitting with my leg up on the table. lols. X: then he say i very rough. sit until lyk boy. ): i sat lyk that cause not place for me to put my leg marhs. sighs~,whatever. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then just sent hubby back. not quite long ago,bout 1 hour. walked him back as we hold our hands. his block so dim. cause the sun is being blocked by the tall buildings. then got one corner got echo leas. lols. then we talk inside that corner there then so fun larhs. cause he purposely talk in a weird weird manner. hahs. simply loves him loads. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;in my heart,he'll never be replaced. cause hes the only one who really cares bout me. hes the only one who really dotes &amp;amp; loves me. hes the only one who believes me when the others dont. hes the only one who can makes me smile from the bottom of my heart. 老公! 我愛你. smuacks*. 你是我的唯一. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;❥ hubby loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hes my boy,now &amp;amp;&amp;amp; forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i loves him. smuacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-2270881478757959124?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/2270881478757959124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=2270881478757959124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/2270881478757959124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/2270881478757959124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/woke-up-at-746by-dears-call.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-6075857510553112327</id><published>2007-03-09T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T22:22:46.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby I love you and i'll never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But if I have to boy I think that you should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All the love we make can never be erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i promise you that you will never be replaced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby I love you and I'll never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But if I have to boy I think that you should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All the love we make can never be erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i promise you that you will never be replaced &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you yes i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll be with you as long as you want me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Until the end of time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From the day I met you I know we've be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now I know I wanna be with you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna marry you and i wanna have your kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thinking never compare to feel enough to kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can say i'm truly happy to the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You've made me think I'll die and live my life hesitate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's never been no doubt in my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That i'll regret ever having you by my side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But if the day come that i'll have to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think that something I should probably let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With everything that i spent with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then i will miss you cuz i'm happy that i have you at all &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby I love you and i'll never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But if I have to boy I think that you should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All the love we make can never be erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i promise you that you will never be replaced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby I love you and I'll never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But if I have to boy I think that you should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All the love we make can never be erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i promise you that you will never be replaced &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel for you yes i do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll be with you as long as you want me to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Until the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-6075857510553112327?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/6075857510553112327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=6075857510553112327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/6075857510553112327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/6075857510553112327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-5763995821043829177</id><published>2007-03-09T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T20:25:35.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE-S&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;simply loves my dearest hubby loads. hes the &lt;b&gt;one &amp; only&lt;/b&gt; person i can trust. hes the &lt;b&gt;one &amp;amp; only&lt;/b&gt; person who really believes &amp; cares for me when my leg is in pain. hes the&lt;b&gt; one &amp;amp; only &lt;/b&gt;person who can makes me turn my worst mood into a happy one. hes the &lt;b&gt;one &amp; only&lt;/b&gt; person who didnt p.s me today.&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;hes my one &amp;amp; only hubby.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; i loves him. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up at 5++,&amp; called hubby at 555 in the morning. then we chatted for awhile before he went to bathe. then at 640,he came to my block &amp;amp; passed the heron shirt to me. thanks loads,hubby. smuacks*. then changed into heron at fajar mac &amp; rushed to cck. called an when we are at jelapang &amp;amp; i asked her to phone me when she reach cck. &lt;b&gt;yet,she forgotten&lt;/b&gt;. so tio sut by hs for being late. forget it. then whole journey there was horrible. except for times when hubby &amp; i talk and played with each other. thats the only time i really smile sincerly. after that,reach lerh dear went off tofind his friends while we sat together. was being p.s by them. whatever. they just talk around &amp;amp; i was the very outstanding extra-ed one. whatever. then a short while later dear came to sit with me. so we talk for awhile then mr hanif ask us to go down to the tracks for attendance taking. so went down &amp; shortly went back agn. was sitting under the hot sun larhs. then some idiotic bastard poured the stupid cold drink onto my back. fuck. then thanks hs for helping me clear that pink patch. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was boring larhs. then after some track heats,the cheer-leading session was carried out. freaking boring. somemore we sitting under the sun larhs. the teachers didnt even care. they were sitting in the shade while asking us to move away from the shade. fucker sia. so we,{an,hs &amp;amp; i} went 'hiding' inside the ladies. then tio shock. alot of ppl inside larhs. that toilet floor so dirty yet ppl sits on it. then everyone squeeze under the two small lil fan &amp; all of them are taking photos inside the ladies. ?. question marks lorhs. so many ppl interested in taking photos inside washroom. well,whatever. then they wanted to go back there sit. so we went back &amp;amp; hubby came to sit with me. we sat together &amp; laughed quite alot. cause he laughed at mr mazri during the teachers relay. lols. then the last part he went back to sit together with hawk house. cause he too 'outstanding' lerhs. red inbetween a sea of blue. hahs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then after that S.D end lerhs. hubby,i,hs,an &amp;amp; jw went back together. my leg really fucking pain larhs. so walked a lil slower lorhs. &amp; yet they didnt wait for us. lost sight of them after they crossed the pedestrain. then thanks loads to hubby for accompanying me. then saw them at the other traffic light there. so we caught up &amp;amp; walked agn. soon after awhile,we lost sight of them agn. whatever. so we two walk &amp; walk. walk past that open field &amp;amp; everyone's shoes so darn dirty. covered with mud. =='''' sians~. so almost everyone went into mac to wash their shoes. then saw them insid ewhen we bout to walk in. then,they just walk away,without saying anything. so hubby &amp; i walked around lot one to search for places that sells drinks. at first wan buy sweet talk derhs. but he dont wan drink marhs. so i say nevermind lorhs. then we walk agn. then i say go seven-eleven lorhs. so he choose the drinks,mixed flavours {big glup}. then we share. (: dear's just so sweet. hes knows im thristy,so he let me drank almost 3/4 of the cup. then,he left the paper cup at the platform when we were bout to leave. lols. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then after that hubby came to my house. we played inside my room. then he lied on my bed,hugging my bloster. hahs. then i bored marhs. so ask him teach me maths. do 1 page i sian liao. then we played donkey cards. hahs. then i won him!. lalas. after awhile we played piggyback. he wanted to piggyback me then i scared. whenever he tries to stand up with me ,on his back,i sure will laugh then come down derhs. cause long time since someone piggybacked me marhs. sure will scared derh lorhs. then we played around. then lied on bed together &amp;amp; talk bout craps. we just plain lying on the bed together. we didnt do anything. well,theres something we did together on my bed. we kissed. thats it. then i took photos of us &amp; him. but he shy shy larhs. cause after i took i say im gonna post in on my blog. then he shock dao. lols. he so cute cans. loves him so much. then he stayed at my house for 3 hours+ before he goes home. we reached at 105 &amp;amp; he went back at 424. accurate time. (: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tml morning meeting hubby agn. before his 3on3. wanna see him marhs. maybe going tml to watch his match. but,not confirm yet. tml then see. well,thats it for today's post barhs. of course,not forgetting the homeworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳chinese jian bao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳chinese textbook {li jie yu fen xi}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳&lt;s&gt;chinese li jie ce yan&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳that stack of Emaths worksheets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳Amaths TYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳Chemistry worksheets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳English journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;↳English essay &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s!. this is my blog,i'll have my say. even if i kept on using vulgurities,its still my blog alrights?. dont comment cause i dont need your comments at all. get my point?. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;❥ hubby loads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hes my one &amp;amp; only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i loves him. smuacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-5763995821043829177?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5763995821043829177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=5763995821043829177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/5763995821043829177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/5763995821043829177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-s-simply-loves-my-dearest-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-8011746346784063646</id><published>2007-03-08T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T20:54:24.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she sucks big time sia. what an idiot. kb larhs. nvr ask for our opinion larhs. fucker. its as if we dont exist. does she know any manners?. idiotic fucker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well,i'hv vent my anger. she really sucks big time. not going to care but her. hmms,confirm going with hubby tml. (: loves him. at least he didnt plan to ps me. everytime tio ps. so coincidently,everytime when we plan to meet,some idiotic idiots will spoil our plans. thats so fuck larhs. think bout it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well,let me talk bout something that can let me focus on other topics. maybe tml meeting dear early in the morning,cause if i dont meet him,i'll have no house tee to wear. cuase forgotten that tml got S.D. so wore my house tee today during p.e. sighs~. whatever. just simply loves my hubby loads. hes the &lt;b&gt;only&lt;/b&gt; person i can trust. not even my best friends. { except for hs laogong } I HATE HER!. I HATE THAT FUCKING BITCH. shes an idiotic bitch. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;below here,is my repost slip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/twentyseven-zerofive/myresultslip.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="169" alt="" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/twentyseven-zerofive/myresultslip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can see?. if cant,this is my marks &amp; grades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;subjects;ave mark&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;English ; 63&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chinese ; 70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Add.maths ; 78&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Emaths ; 67&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Biology ; 75.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Science ( phy &amp; chem } ; 79&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Combined humanities { S.S &amp; geog } ; 78.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;overall :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 510.8/700&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;L1R5 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 10marks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;satisfied with results?. nope. i want an A1 for my english &amp; Emaths!. that cher biase sia. everyone got A for Emaths except me. ): fucker. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today is just not my day. ran 2.4 &amp;amp;,tada. got a lil gastric &amp; dont know what pain. forget it. then during recess,got back result slip &amp;amp;,saw this results. sighs~. then after school got nails check. got caught by mr sng. so he pass a nail cliper to me. cut both my little finger's nails &amp; return the clipper to him. after that went back to class &amp;amp; stick with dear. awhile later haron came in then saywe 2 lyk magnet. always together one. of course larhs. hes my hubby kkays. ==''' then a short while later hs came in. then after she went away,i went out of class room to drink water. &amp; saw jw standing outside the class. hope she doesnt overheard what hubby &amp;amp; i were talking. whatever. may those ppl who peeps into ppl's things secretly or overhearing secrets be punish by the angels. im sure the angels will do a good job. (: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now then i know dear is so humorous. my heart hurts to see him covering with mosquito bites. his hand,leg,&amp; body is covered with love bites from the mosquitos. heart hurts when i see him suffering. ): dont want hubby to suffer at all. hes my one &amp;amp; only loves. smuacks*. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well well,gtg lerhs. incase tml cant wake up on time to meet dear. cant let hubby wait for me for too long. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;❥ hubby loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hes my boy,now &amp;amp;&amp;amp; forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love him. smuacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-8011746346784063646?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/8011746346784063646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=8011746346784063646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/8011746346784063646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/8011746346784063646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/fuck-she-sucks-big-time-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-1728816430073774115</id><published>2007-03-07T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:02:48.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well,changed my URL. (:  hmms. hubby should be in his sweet dreams now barhs. cause during 7++ he told me that hes going to bed. he had basketball training today. sighs~. thats one thing i hate bout his training,it makes him feel so tired. ):  my heart hurts when seeing him being so tired everytime after a basketball session. be it with his friends or the trainings he had in school. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well,did some of my maths in school just now. &amp; those which i didnt know how to do was being left blank. very tired. i'll make sure i eat a pill for flu tml morning. that will sure make me feel sleepy &amp;amp; uses it as an excuse for skipping p.e lessons. heard that we're running 2.4 tml. hope that she will be convinced by me barhs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;receiving our results slips tml. actually should be today derhs. but mrs goh says that shes afraid of keying wrong marks. so she'll return to us tml. dear is also receiving it tml. not sure whats the reason. &amp;,sports day is coming. yays!. not excited bout sports day but the week thats after sports day. (:  finally can rest our stressed up body &amp; emotions. but,i also hate holidays. ):  sighs~. cant see hubby for a week!. fancy think of him everyday. in a single row of seven days,im gonna die. cause of death : xiang si bing. ):&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really gonna miss him loads. how i hope that he can come out during the holidays. everyday for at least 1 hour is enough. but,sighs. whatever. let fate decides barhs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kk,time for bed lerhs. tired. gtg. byes.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;❥ hubby forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hes my boy,now &amp;&amp;amp; forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i loves him. smuacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-1728816430073774115?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/1728816430073774115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=1728816430073774115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/1728816430073774115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/1728816430073774115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/wellchanged-my-url.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1820277509275260187.post-1358234424307598905</id><published>2007-03-07T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T19:07:02.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;changed url lerhs. (: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1820277509275260187-1358234424307598905?l=twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/feeds/1358234424307598905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1820277509275260187&amp;postID=1358234424307598905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/1358234424307598905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1820277509275260187/posts/default/1358234424307598905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twentyseven-zerofive.blogspot.com/2007/03/changed-url-lerhs.html' title=''/><author><name>fade-d.epression-ist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
